what a beautiful life.

Hurt me while you’re following your convictions and I can pretty much forgive you no matter what it is. Lie to me or lose my respect while maintaining you’re saving me from hurt and it’s over

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it “Chops”
because that was the name of his dog

And that’s what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo

And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X’s

and he had to ask his father what the X’s meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it “Autumn”

because that was the name of the season
And that’s what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint

And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed

when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.


Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it “Innocence: A Question”
because that was the question about his girl
And that’s what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A

and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle’s Creed went

And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her

but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

That’s why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem

And he called it “Absolutely Nothing”
Because that’s what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn’t think

he could reach the kitchen.

Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via observando)
Religion has convinced people that there’s an invisible man … living in the sky. Who watches everything you do every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a list of ten specific things he doesn’t want you to do. And if you do any of these things, he will send you to a special place, of burning and fire and smoke and torture and anguish for you to live forever, and suffer, and suffer, and burn, and scream, until the end of time. But he loves you. He loves you. He loves you and he needs money.
George Carlin (via observando)
And God said “Love Your Enemy,” and I obeyed him and loved myself.
خليل جبران ‎ Khalil Gibran  (via killyouranxiety)

This says a lot about people

#citylife

Today, I went to Brooklyn and enjoyed lunch by myself at this nice sit down restaurant called franky’s 457. I took my time despite the weird stares I got both from patrons and servers , probably all wondering ” what is this 17 yr old doing here by herself”. I resisted my initial reactions/ defense mechanisms like read a book or go on your cellphone to ease the awkwardness and silence and to escape myself. I also resisted rushing myself, I got an appetizer, entree and dessert, and I stopped myself from buying wine just because “it’s what you’re supposed to do when you have italian”. Even though, I don’t really like wine and the only one I enjoyed is the dessert wine .Lastly, I’m not allowing myself to give an explanation (like I did it because I work with people all day of the week and I need silence or maybe I just didn’t have anyone to go with). Oops! I guess I just did. It’s quite empowering and very peaceful to just enjoy your company. #empowering #summerinthecity

Today, I went to Brooklyn and enjoyed lunch by myself at this nice sit down restaurant called franky’s 457. I took my time despite the weird stares I got both from patrons and servers , probably all wondering ” what is this 17 yr old doing here by herself”. I resisted my initial reactions/ defense mechanisms like read a book or go on your cellphone to ease the awkwardness and silence and to escape myself. I also resisted rushing myself, I got an appetizer, entree and dessert, and I stopped myself from buying wine just because “it’s what you’re supposed to do when you have italian”. Even though, I don’t really like wine and the only one I enjoyed is the dessert wine .Lastly, I’m not allowing myself to give an explanation (like I did it because I work with people all day of the week and I need silence or maybe I just didn’t have anyone to go with). Oops! I guess I just did. It’s quite empowering and very peaceful to just enjoy your company. #empowering #summerinthecity

Pass my first week at RL and I feel amazing . 

Disclaimer : the views presented in this blog does not reflect the views of the corporation , Ralph Lauren.

Pass my first week at RL and I feel amazing .

Disclaimer : the views presented in this blog does not reflect the views of the corporation , Ralph Lauren.

June 11 2014

Here in NYC , I have seen the poorest of the poor and the richest of the rich.
Seems like almost everyone here has a dream to be a millionaire and they all really believe that they will be one . yesterday, I delivered 12 luxury watches to Bergdorf . My package probably costs hundreds of thousands of dollars or even millions. They had security come with me. I was speaking with the asset protection agent and he was just pouring out his dreams and his aspirations to me. This man is determined. He told me he will be a millionaire and his passion was just so overwhelming … I was honestly thinking “are you not already?”. It seems like here in nyc , no matter what you do .. Everyone has a chance. That’s the charm of New York .. It keeps you reaching .

June 10,2014

Yesterday , I was so exhausted…. I mean every part of me was in pain due to tiredness and overwork, my eyes, my muscles, my limbs, my throat. Mikey came home from a long night of working . He offered and gave me a shower. It wasn’t one of those sexual shower either . It was one that came out of pure love.
My poor baby have been carrying majority of the workload and chores at home too. I know he’s incredibly tired. He’s seriously my man in full.
How did I get so lucky?