To trust your heart,

People forget to mention that following your heart may take you to places you shouldn’t be; places that are as scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring. Following your heart doesn’t guarantee a happy ending. And that’s what frightens me the most— chasing the incandescent sun at a distance close enough to feel the warmth but far enough to avoid the burn. 

Falling, drowning, intoxicated, the results of following one’s heart. With you is where it brought me..

You make me think— and for that I don’t know whether to love you or hate you. You play me with your kindness and impossible perfection; I am but your putty. Forgive me if I resist you. I feel it’s the only way to reassemble myself before I unwillingly lose my entirety to you, as I have been. I resist you not for a lack of love, but because I’m afraid of losing myself in it. Acting as if I must rescue myself before you ruin me. Only, you don’t ruin me. You do what is the complete opposite of ruin. 

Common instincts are to be scared of the unfamiliar. But love will never be familiar, only known, because the heart is forever inexperienced. So I’ve decided to follow my heart rather than suffering from a bleeding heart, endless nights, and fleeting days filled with regret. If it means losing myself in the process, by all means, go ahead.

Isn’t she lovely? - Kevin Mchale

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ilikeyoourdick asked: i accidentally unfollowed your blog :( just wanted to stop by and say hello. your blog is gorgeous!

Thank you & hello to you too! I appreciate it.

"Too many people walk around with a meaningless life. They seem half-asleep, even when they’re busy doing things they think are important."

Anonymous asked: You're really pretty

Thenks <3

For she who comes from the sea

It is a cliche, and I wish I knew how to say it better but I don’t.

I love how you write.

Words on a page become pictures. The word ‘bird’ turns into a feathered creature swooping down into the word ‘river’, which now flows intrepidly, confidently into some unseen turn into the trees. I could see the hummingbird and then the wasp. And before I had the chance to marvel at how serendipitous this meeting was, I saw your children-whom I imagine are beautiful, of course-children usually are, no?

This is what I mean. When I write, I describe. When you write, things transform. And so I want to know what it is to write with you. I think it will be like dancing, but with words. Letters; consonants and vowels prancing across the floor of a white sheet. Punctuations cutting in, asking for the last dance.

You’ll see. We will dance, you and I.

Anonymous asked: Please don't ever delete your writings.. I love reading them more than once. It makes my day a lot better!

Thank you! I havent had much to write about… Sorry about that.

I’ll be honest. I’m not the best person. I know I’m capable of so much more but I’m not as great as I’d hoped myself to be. It’s harder than it looks. I mean… I suck at tolerating people I’m really close to and on top of that I’m terribly blunt. So you know you’re going to hear my opinion. It could be a good and bad thing. And when I let people in too close, I get insecure cause I’m now an open target of vulnerability. I cannot stand people knowing that I’m not as great of a person as they thought. Until you meet those people who see the most of you, but are willing to see less. We all have things to improve on, right? I’m just glad I’m aware of my flaws. The worst thing I could do is ignore it.

Anonymous asked: where are you from?

Blogging from Fresno, CA!

Count On Me (Cover) - William Chen and I

We were messing with the condenser mic for our sound engineering projecttt. Excuse the mess-ups, it was recorded in one take! Oh yeah, and will is playing the ukee. 

University High School Winter Formal ‘12

"I always pondered ideas on.. how to earn money and lose weight without involving myself in any activity deemed physically demanding."