Thank you, Ma! Love you po! Haha ❤️❤️❤️ #burberry #loveit! #sexygirl @sylveva @charmaineparado

Thank you, Ma! Love you po! Haha ❤️❤️❤️ #burberry #loveit! #sexygirl @sylveva @charmaineparado

Say hello to my happy pao! #chowking #nothappyatall #chocolatepao

Say hello to my happy pao! #chowking #nothappyatall #chocolatepao

"We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls."

Anais Nin (via psych-facts)

"I used to think I was tough, but then I realized I wasn’t. I was fragile and I wore thick fucking armor. And I hurt people so they couldn’t hurt me. And I thought that was what being tough was, but it isn’t."

James Frey (via psych-facts)
Being beautiful doesn’t mean being pretty or attracting. It’s being wise. It’s being knowledgeable. Unique. It’s being who you are from the very start.
What would you do when, in all of a sudden, somebody says you’re trying hard?
Nothing. I did nothing about it. I let the words came out of his mouth. I let them cut me deep down into pieces and slit my insides ruthlessly. I did nothing but gobble up those words like a poison infecting my nerves, destroying me passionately with all his heart. And I’m drowning. The rain has been pouring hard all day and these tears just won’t go away.
This is extremely unbelievable. How can you love a person when you think she’s nothing but a try-hard bitch?
I am not letting this pass just like that. This is unforgivable. If you can not see the beauty in me, what’s the sense of all these? Why are we still here? Why do you have to pretend you love me when in reality, you don’t? Why are you doing all these things to me?
I don’t deserve this. And I know it. I am beautiful in my own way. You can’t change that. Not one of your whores and sluts could ever change that.
Tonight I am sorry for myself. But I will be fine. I will be okay. I promise.

HP

Being beautiful doesn’t mean being pretty or attracting. It’s being wise. It’s being knowledgeable. Unique. It’s being who you are from the very start.

What would you do when, in all of a sudden, somebody says you’re trying hard?

Nothing. I did nothing about it. I let the words came out of his mouth. I let them cut me deep down into pieces and slit my insides ruthlessly. I did nothing but gobble up those words like a poison infecting my nerves, destroying me passionately with all his heart. And I’m drowning. The rain has been pouring hard all day and these tears just won’t go away.

This is extremely unbelievable. How can you love a person when you think she’s nothing but a try-hard bitch?

I am not letting this pass just like that. This is unforgivable. If you can not see the beauty in me, what’s the sense of all these? Why are we still here? Why do you have to pretend you love me when in reality, you don’t? Why are you doing all these things to me?

I don’t deserve this. And I know it. I am beautiful in my own way. You can’t change that. Not one of your whores and sluts could ever change that.

Tonight I am sorry for myself. But I will be fine. I will be okay. I promise.

HP

"I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain."

Jonathan Carroll  (via psych-facts)

"You gotta do what’s best for you and your life, not what’s best for everyone else."

I know, I know. 
And I’m letting go. Finally, letting it all go.
Life had been a mess. But it goes on. And on.
Now I’m here. And I will be fine.
I’m moving forward. One step at a time.

I know, I know. 

And I’m letting go. Finally, letting it all go.

Life had been a mess. But it goes on. And on.

Now I’m here. And I will be fine.

I’m moving forward. One step at a time.

"I realize after his touch
he would know me

years from now, even
in the dark, even

without my skin."

Phil Memmer, “The Paleontologist’s Blind Date,” from Threat of Pleasure. (via vapourise)

UPDATING MY BLOG VERY SOON

Have not been writing for so long! I’m updating very, very soon! I promise! :D

Hugs,

HP

Happy birthday, Phads! We miss you! God bless always!😇🙏🎂 #throwback #happybirthdayfrgerald @charmaineparado @japsgarcia21

Happy birthday, Phads! We miss you! God bless always!😇🙏🎂 #throwback #happybirthdayfrgerald @charmaineparado @japsgarcia21

Selfie! 😁😛☺️@charmaineparado @sylveva  (at Escolta, The Peninsula Manila)

Selfie! 😁😛☺️@charmaineparado @sylveva (at Escolta, The Peninsula Manila)

Happy 80th birthday, Lola Elsa! :) #escolta #manilapen #internationalbuffet #unlidessertyeah #sweet (at Escolta, The Peninsula Manila)

Too many fish! #fishorfishes? @charmaineparado

Too many fish! #fishorfishes? @charmaineparado