- He accept all your flaws and imperfections.
- Support you in everything. Either problems or just your decision-making, he’s there reminding you that you have his back.
- There’s no thing as “too busy”. He will always make time for you whenever he can.
- He never lies about who’s with him and where he is.
- He’ll tell you when everything is too much. Like your actions are not good anymore for the benefits of the two of you.
- He will never cheat. Never. Because every time he was tempted, he thinks of you first before his own ego.
- He accepts whatever color and sizes you are. For his eyes, you will always be beautiful and he will always love you.
- In terms of big problems, he stays strong for you and showed you that no matter what happen, there will always another way around.
- He’ll always stay gentleman like the first day. He wont take advantage on you.
- He always has patience no matter how longer you takes to dress or no matter how immature you are, he’s always has patience for you.
- He forgives you no matter how big it is.
- Lastly, you just know it.
Always trust your instinct. If he haven’t done anything suspicious then it’s not worth arguing for. In these days, finding a man who will stay for you even against all the odds is very rare. So please took care of your man and just don’t look at the physical beauty. It doesn’t matter how handsome he was. What matter most is his HEART. ❤
Once, there was a child born in the midst of spring,
She was very pretty that the goddess of beauty envies her
She put a curse one night while the baby was sleeping,
The curse that will make her ugly, dark and thin
She grew up been bullied by everyone in her town,
Nobody ever plan to befriended her
She’s always been a loner all her life since her mother died,
All she could feel was pain and injustice inside.
One day while she was sitting outside the oak tree,
Her bullies come and bit her till she can’t walk and see
A man rescued her who happened to be
The blind ninja whom she always watched in a distance by the tree,
He let her entered the cottage from where he stay,
He gave her herbs to heal all her wounds and so she’ll be
Fine so soon so they can know each other more
Lived together away from those people
Soon her lonely heart was filled with gleeful joy,
Because at the end someone choose to be with her at all
With the handsome ninja whom she always adore
The promise he made to protect her forevermore,
But the goddess of Beauty was not happy to witness this
She called all her pigeons to find that special herb
That can help the blind ninja to see
How beautiful he thinks his wife could be.
Soon the ninja’s eyes filled with light,
Little by little he gain his sight
Witnessing this, the girl run out to flee
She’s afraid he will judge her the same way.
She cried out loud because of despair,
While the ninja run out looking for her,
Soon she stop by the bank of the river
The exact time the ninja stop to get some water
Their eyes met and their two hearts sing a ballad only two of them knew
The ninja ask, “My lady, I think I know you.”
She stared at him never know what to say,
As he realise she is his wife who run away.
The ninja come to hug her as her eyes filled with tears,
He whispered a word that every heart will melt,
“I’m afraid I lost you. Please don’t leave me again.
I don’t care whoever you are, I still love you the same,”
Then he kissed her sweet little lips as the forest start to sing
A glorious love song until the end
The two people who love each other in pure harmony and joy
That even goddess can’t destroy.
Wherever I go or whatever kind of place I am,
I always see a billboard with a woman
A white skin, a straight hair, a long nose, a small face
The ideal beauty that every woman wish.
My friends always say my rich chocolate skin is ugly
I would be much prettier without it.
They said my curly hair looks like a broom without a handle
My height is “too small” for an old teenager.
All these years I just swallow everything,
As I’m inferior than most of women I’ve seen.
In my class I was the only one with much darker skin,
That’s why “nigger” is my name.
All these years I just learn to love,
My height, my skin, my imperfections and doubts
I don’t blame God for making me this
I just hate the standard beauty I need to achieve.
I’d never seen a much darker Filipina in any advertisement
I’d never seen a woman with my color been praised
I’d never experience someone told me “You’re skin is very pretty”
All I can hear is “what ifs” from people with narrow heads in terms of real beauty.
Beauty isn’t about my skin color or my height or my hair
Beauty is about uniqueness and being fair
Beauty isn’t about fashion and beauty trends
Beauty is the ability to appreciate someone for whom they’ve been.
I tell them that beauty isn’t always what you can see.
It’s an illusion and a fallacy,
It’s a kind of perception with different meaning,
No standard beauty is alike as we’re peculiar being.
Yet people put label on things,
If you’re dark, you’re ugly; if you’re white, you’re pretty
When in fact beauty is just temporary,
What beneath that flawless skin wasn’t a doll,
What remains that pretty face was a skull.
Yes, they might be gorgeous with their skin, their hair, their height
But how about the inside of their heart?
Is it white and flawless as they’ve been?
Or darker than the darkest of a human skin?
It’s like telling God how ugly and unpleasant everything He creates.
As if there still a beauty left after death.
As if God will asked how beautiful you are on Earth,
As if He cared more about your face and not your deeds.
People often misunderstood why depressed people took suicide. It wasn’t because we were weak and pathetic human beings. Suicidal people were more than just that. We were hero of our own suffering. In our lives, we were the giver, the most misunderstood and the most mistreated. You don’t know about our story. You just know, that people like us, kill ourselves because we give up on what life could gave to us, or because we were plainly stupid. You didn’t even know what we were going through. Even the cuts in our hands weren’t enough to tell you how we really feel. Everyone has a story to tell and it doesn’t mean that someone was depressed, they were already weak. The truth was we tried. There were always a point in our lives when we regret what we were doing and there were points in our lives when we told ourselves, “We can do it.” But because of some “inconsiderate” and “judgmental” human beings that instead lift us, put as even more into the depths of depression, and because of how the events was turning, we decided to push it through.
Depression wasn’t just because of stress, problems and anxiety. It also covers the emotional and mental state of the person. There were deeper reasons why we kill ourselves and one of those was you. If you wanted us to stop it, then give us a helping hand, support us and understand. We were just an imperfect human being like you. Fighting depression when everyone was contributing nothing was pretty hard. I can compare it to a cancer that once spread in the body, doctors have had harder time to cure it.
That’s how we see suicide. I repeat, we were not pathetic, nor stupid, nor weak. WE were just people with incurable disease. Please stop judging because it wasn’t your life to begin with. Who knows? Maybe at some point in your life you will feel the same? Who knows maybe you’ll understand how we really feel inside and who we really want to be.
Suicidal people weren’t crazy. We were mostly the people who were happy and easy to please with but at the same time, has the biggest regret. We regret how things turn into us and why we can never control it? Why every time the problem was solved, there were even more bigger problems to come. We don’t need your opinions and advises. WE need your ears to listen and eyes to open how “suicidal” people like me cope with idealistic standard of the society.
Across the border line of solitude,
Is the yearning of one soul’s cross.
Just like a sheep who lost her mob,
A woman’s heart without a love.
But the alteration is yet to come.
The coldness shall be filled with warm.
Ill-fated is now gone.
The sun is yet to shine.
Susurrus talisman come knocking to her door
Bringing her with enormous treasure
Her hopes comes in the highest soar
Serendipity you never expect for.
“Slowly, he traces his hand behind her back while sending chills through her spine. She knows that this isn’t the right time but she can’t help herself. Jason pulls her far deeper, enhancing every sense of her being. He plays his tongue inside her mouth that leaves her feeling dizzy. Her body becomes weak and she feels so vulnerable to him. Like a candle melting from the flame above its head. Every kiss pulls her deeper from his intensity, every move takes her away from her own solitude, and every breath he makes tells her how deeply he adores her. This time, she was sure; this time, it was no mistake, and this time she wins. Alas! She found him.” – Tara Nicole
It’s been a while since Tara dated any man. For almost four years, she occupied herself with work and responsibilities. She does it not because she wants promotion but because of one simple reason. Forget her ex-fiancée, Josh. Only at this time, she will worry less because she has now Jason with her side, the guy who saves her before she drowns herself in the depths of suicide.
She is now happy whenever she’s with him. Neither one of them admits their feelings but she secretly hoping they will end up together. Today, Jason invited her to a barbecue party in their townhouse. She was walking across a group of women that is talking about the new hot guy who is tending the barbecue. The three girls are debating who will approach first and the redhead girl wins.
Tara is intrigued so she decided to follow. She is surprised to see that it was Jason whom they are talking about. The red hair girl approaches with seductive eyes asking how old he is and while the other girls are directly flirting with him.
She felt a pang of jealousy injected through her veins and she blushes suddenly not because of butterflies she felt whenever she saw him but because of her insecurity. The girls possess the body of a model and all of them are beautiful. Besides, there’s nothing special about her and Jason, except for the few kisses they shared in the past.
She distracted herself before she even started remembering what happened to them last night. She approaches, Jason instead while he’s still tending the barbeque and the three girls are still there. He seems so pleased to see her that he drops the rest of the oil to the ground. Tara laughs sarcastically.
“Hey?” he said while putting his left hand into motion.
“I thought you couldn’t come because of Cecile.”
“Cecile is in good condition now. She just needs to take some rest and lots of vitamins. She will be discharged next week,” she said.
“Good to know that. We can spend time with each other again.”
He leans closer to whisper in her ears.
She immediately feels the magnet traveling through her back. Like a positive and negative meet at the end and starts a spark. She looks at him and he looks at her. Revealing all the words they wanted to say. Jason touches her cheek. She feels his hand, so warm and cozy. His hand travels through her neck, on her shoulders, her arms, and her waist, then holds her tightly and bring her to a cottage away from the people’s spying eyes.
She confesses to him that she’s kind of nervous about their situation. Jason’s brother was here and he might know that the two of them are dating. Even if Jason doesn’t confess, she knows he feels the same. If his brother will know, he might kick her out of the company.
“What are we going to do if your brother will find it out?”
He squeezes her hands to assure her that she doesn’t have to worry about anything. He went closer to her and brushes off the tip of his nose against hers.
“I already know what I need to do.”
She smells his intoxicating breath. It smells like a vanilla and strawberry. She heard his heartbeat too. Pumping against her bare chest.
No, it wasn’t his heartbeat. It was hers.
“Let’s go inside.”
Jason speaks in a husky masculine voice.
“Wha-what are we going to do?”
“I just want you to relax. You’re pretty tense.”
He looks, even more, deeper into her eyes and he reads her like an open book. There is nothing so vulnerable than to have someone who can turn you like a crazy person in just one second. She sees the world stop right in front of her and the only thing that is ticking is her heart. He might not be the first man to own it but he will be her last.
He leads her into the cottage and pushes her body into the bed. He then lowers his head and kisses her while touching every inch of her body and moaning her name.
Slowly, he traces his hand behind her back while sending chills through her spine. She knows that this isn’t the right time but she can’t help herself. Jason pulls her far deeper, enhancing every sense of her being. He plays his tongue inside her mouth that leaves her feeling dizzy. Her body becomes weak and she feels so vulnerable to him. Like a candle melting from the flame above its head. Every kiss pulls her deeper from his intensity, every move takes her away from her own solitude, and every breath he makes tells her how deeply he adores her. This time, she was sure, this time, it was no mistake, and this time, she wins. Alas! She found him. The one that is right for her.
He takes off her clothes while slowly going down her neck, touching her thighs. He knows his way around her because she’s already screaming with ecstasy. His hard chest is against her and he’s pushing her deeper into the bed. She feels he’s torso against her and the igniting passion inside them. She wants him so bad that even words can’t explain. She knows that after this, she will confess. She will confess how much she loves him because if she doesn’t, she might regret it forever.