Always Be Kinder Than Necessary.

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You’re going to be ok, Dad! You are no longer on the breathing tube, and you are slowly coming out of your sedated state. The doctors say you’re going to be fine. All we need to do now is wait for an available liver. :)

Thank you, Jesus, for giving my dad more time and for allowing me another chance to be a better daughter. 

Missin' You Like Crazy (feat. Carissa Rae)
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supercurtisman:

Tired of being alone,
Calling you on the phone

I’d rather have you here with me

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Sep 6

Habits (Stay High)
Tove Lo

Reblog…

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Sep 6

Last night I kept waking up every 1-3 hours feeling heartbroken, which lead me to have a series of mini dreams. I had dreams where I was a sex addict, a drug abuser, an alcoholic, and a chronic gambler. I guess my feelings are trying to tell me that I don’t know how to cope with what’s been happening. And it’s true. I don’t know what to do. 

Sep 6

Don’t worry, Dad. I’ll pay for college myself. We’ll find you a new liver soon.

Sep 5
prussianinamerica:

I had a teacher who refused to let any of us say “its okay” because of this exact reason.

prussianinamerica:

I had a teacher who refused to let any of us say “its okay” because of this exact reason.

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Sep 5
Hey, Dad. Even though you couldn’t talk, move, or even open your eyes, I’m glad you could at least hear. I know that we don’t verbalize our affection because we grew up the “Chinese” way; yet I’m glad I finally got to tell you “I love you.” Stay strong, I’ll be seeing you on Sunday again. #PrayersPlease (at UCLA ICU)

Hey, Dad. Even though you couldn’t talk, move, or even open your eyes, I’m glad you could at least hear. I know that we don’t verbalize our affection because we grew up the “Chinese” way; yet I’m glad I finally got to tell you “I love you.” Stay strong, I’ll be seeing you on Sunday again. #PrayersPlease (at UCLA ICU)

Sep 4

Dad.

Hey Dad,

I know growing up I had a lot of bitterness towards you. I never really got to see you while growing up because you worked early in the morning and late at night. Back then, I wondered why you never wanted to spend time with me. Where were you when I had a “bring your parent” to a spirit rally in elementary school? Where were you when I specifically picked to watch Space Jam on a Saturday night because I knew you liked basketball? Where were you when I needed a father’s comfort when boy’s would call me “fat,” “ugly,” or “stupid”? 

Now I understand that you were trying to support your wife and four children. You worked hard so I could get whatever I wanted with the money you made. I have clothes, food, and an education. You provided for me in the way you thought was best. Even though I missed your presence when I was young, that doesn’t mean you did not love us. Just because someone doesn’t love the way you want them to, it doesn’t mean he or she doesn’t love you. 

Dad, I was told 5 minutes ago that you were in the ICU right now and that your liver and kidneys are quickly failing. Tiff told me that hopefully you will be stabilized soon. Maybe she’s only offering hope for me so I don’t ditch class today… 

I want to kick myself in the face right now. Through all 20 years of my life, I never said those three words to you. You never said it to me either. We both grew up traditional Chinese and never expressed our affection for one another verbally.  

Well now I have the courage to say this to you over the phone.

"I love you, Dad. God was so good to me when I was blessed to be your daughter and have you take care of me. I’m here in Fullerton while you’re at the UCLA hospital, and I know you’re probably anxious/frustrated that you never told me "I love you." 

It’s ok, Dad. I already know.”

Sep 2

Stream of Thought vs. Memoir Style Writing

Nerdiness alert!

(Short) Analysis of my Blogging Style

Geez, looking back at my old posts, I have terrible grammar, lack of clarity, misspelled words, and limited diversity in my word choices. I am also “wordier” than necessary. I don’t double-check my posts for the most part. 

Hmm.. should this be changed? I generally enjoy using a “stream of thought” style of writing to convey how I feel right then and there (rawness and genuine emotion). HOWEVER, no one will understand what I am trying to say because I lack clarity, and no one wants to read bad writing (LOL). Should I edit my posts (memoir style) and lose a bit of the rawness? Hmmm….

This was written without editing. HA. Terrible, terrible…

When you were ten years old, you can remember that your eight year old self was totally stupid. When you’re fifteen years old, you think about your ten year old self and the things you wrote and believed and you go, “Ugh.” When you’re twenty years old, you think your fifteen year old self was a jerk, and when you’re thirty years old, you really think your twenty year old self was a jerk. And guess what: you’re a jerk right now.

- Timothy Keller (via jspark3000)

The sin that is most destructive in your life right now is the sin that you’re most defensive about.

- Tim Keller (via raisingmywhiteflag)

 

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