Dian Tinio

I need to remind my heart that I can’t make everyone love me the way I wanted, the way I need to be loved.

Be kind and let the assholes be assholes.

Love is never convenient. You don’t say I love you because it’s beneficial, you say it because you mean it.

How I hope you had amnesia instead, how I hope all these are memories drawn in vast darkness, how I pray all these emotions cease to exist. Maybe it would be less horrible then.

You deserve someone who will stay with you during the stormy days and assures you that there will be a rainbow somewhere along the way.

We have to start complimenting girls on their intelligence, courage, determination and good heart instead of always trying to find beauty on their outside appearance.

We lose battles, we miss opportunities, we mess up. That’s part. That’s when we master the art of getting up, striving harder and being better.

You know when I am happy or sad. Everything about me. You see through my open heart and read me like an open book. It pains me that you don’t even permit me to infiltrate any part of your being.

I didn’t care about the fact that maybe he wanted to be free, to live life without me, or maybe he wanted to love someone else other than me. I didn’t care about any of those things. I only cared about how I felt, how much I want him, how much I needed him, and how much I can’t live without him.

Realize that laughter and comfort didn’t make you a better person, but endless nights of tears and disappointment did. Without knowing it, these “bad” things that made up our 2015 have also taught us life’s greatest lesson.