Jheziiism

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thesolewanderer:

Bumped into this random quote that instantly got me captured. It does make sense, right? I guess, it’s time to turn the page and just keep going. Life has so many different chapters. One bad chapter doesn’t mean the rest are all the same. Just like every other book, stories are never the same. Some are lengthy and unpredictable while others may be off a little short but they always get into the same ending, the so-called ‘happily ever after’. It may sound cliche, but it’s true. If it’s not happy, then it’s not yet the end. You just have to keep on turning the pages and never let yourself get stuck on the same page ever again. Move forward and finish the book with a smile in your heart. 📖❤️📝

thesolewanderer:

Bumped into this random quote that instantly got me captured. It does make sense, right? I guess, it’s time to turn the page and just keep going. Life has so many different chapters. One bad chapter doesn’t mean the rest are all the same. Just like every other book, stories are never the same. Some are lengthy and unpredictable while others may be off a little short but they always get into the same ending, the so-called ‘happily ever after’. It may sound cliche, but it’s true. If it’s not happy, then it’s not yet the end. You just have to keep on turning the pages and never let yourself get stuck on the same page ever again. Move forward and finish the book with a smile in your heart. 📖❤️📝

3 day detox i mean sweetness overload🙅😍🙈

Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m glad for that.

—Ally Condie, Matched  (via blua)

(Source: larmoyante, via thebattlebetweendesireandreality)

Happy morning📖🎤☕️

Happy morning📖🎤☕️

With the BP and the BOYFIE😋 #reunited (at Taza Mia)

With the BP and the BOYFIE😋 #reunited (at Taza Mia)

This is how you lose her.

You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.

You must remember when she forgets.

You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

She remembers when you forget.

You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.

You must learn her.

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her.

—Junot Diaz, This is How You Lose Her (via forever-and-alwayss)

(Source: golden-notes, via forever-and-alwayss)

Train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose.

—Jedi Master Yoda (via lazyyogi)

(via inhabitude)

Intimacy is not who you let touch you. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.