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robinpayatot:

Your voice was faint, softly echoing as your lips spelled out the letters of my name. I could hear your breath as you inhaled and exhaled harmoniously to the rhythm of my beating heart. A pair of warm soft lips soon met my forehead, greeting the unexpected recipient with a swift kiss before continuing its journey down my flushed cheeks, eventually reaching the final destination. Tracing the outline of my lips with that of your own, you drew me and..my eyes opened staring into the darkness once more. “It was just another dream, a mere fantasy that had ended just like the last,” I thought. Disappointment fell upon me as I returned to tossing and turning in my bed, no different from the nights before. But when a pair of warm soft lips found mine through the darkness, I soon realized that this was no longer an illusion but finally, reality.

robinpayatot:

Your voice was faint, softly echoing as your lips spelled out the letters of my name. I could hear your breath as you inhaled and exhaled harmoniously to the rhythm of my beating heart. A pair of warm soft lips soon met my forehead, greeting the unexpected recipient with a swift kiss before continuing its journey down my flushed cheeks, eventually reaching the final destination. Tracing the outline of my lips with that of your own, you drew me and..my eyes opened staring into the darkness once more. “It was just another dream, a mere fantasy that had ended just like the last,” I thought. Disappointment fell upon me as I returned to tossing and turning in my bed, no different from the nights before. But when a pair of warm soft lips found mine through the darkness, I soon realized that this was no longer an illusion but finally, reality.

robinpayatot:

I want to be the one person who you’ll be willing to talk to even when you don’t feel like talking to anyone. I want to be that single person who will be able to make you smile and laugh, regardless of what mood you’re in. I want to be the person you run to when you need someone to rant, vent, or pour your heart out to. I want to be the one who you truly listen to, the one person whose opinion actually matters to you. I want to be that someone who you can depend on, completely trust and put your whole heart into. I want to be the only one who you can release your most inner thoughts to, the only one who has the privilege of seeing you for who you truly are. I want to be the person who you can love, not only as a significant other, but also a best friend and a possibly even a mentor.
In short, I just want to be your everything.

robinpayatot:

I want to be the one person who you’ll be willing to talk to even when you don’t feel like talking to anyone. I want to be that single person who will be able to make you smile and laugh, regardless of what mood you’re in. I want to be the person you run to when you need someone to rant, vent, or pour your heart out to. I want to be the one who you truly listen to, the one person whose opinion actually matters to you. I want to be that someone who you can depend on, completely trust and put your whole heart into. I want to be the only one who you can release your most inner thoughts to, the only one who has the privilege of seeing you for who you truly are. I want to be the person who you can love, not only as a significant other, but also a best friend and a possibly even a mentor.

In short, I just want to be your everything.

robinpayatot:

I’ll listen, not because I have to but because I want to. I’ll listen to every single word you say and hold onto them as you speak. I want to hear your voice as you describe your day, the things that have been on your mind, your highlights and low lights of the week and anything else you want to tell me. I want to know what you’re thinking and understand how you’re feeling, whether it’s good or bad, I want to know. I want you to be able to let go of your worries and insecurities, I want to hear them all so that you’ll feel and know that you’re not alone. So don’t be afraid, just speak and I’ll listen. 

At some point, you just pull off the Band-Aid, and it hurts, but then it’s over and you’re relieved.

John Green, Looking For Alaska.  (via relevou)

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Nabuntis daw sya tapos aksidente lang. Ano yun? NABANGGA NG RUMARAGASANG HOTDOG!.

(c) Empoy

maicareynoso:

Some tumbloggers are wondering, "Where are the 2009 - 2012 bloggers?"

Let me answer that question, I think everyone of us moved on and grew up. And most specially, we got a life.

Maybe, others should try it too.

But not gonna lie, I miss how I used to write endlessly.

And I miss everyone—if you know what I mean. ;)

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Pag di madaan sa lambing, konsensyahin!

beben-eleben:

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guiltytoledo:

Medyo masaya kami dito. hahahahaha! Love you tropapipz.

(c) chankamagaling

Yesssssssss 😞😞😞

robinpayatot:

I’m afraid of losing you to someone else, especially to someone who use to play the same part that I’m currently playing in your life. There’s nothing more frightening than the possibility of being replaced by someone who is now in your past. I’m aware that there will always be people who was once apart of your life but it starts to worry me when they begin to reappear. They’re no longer in your life for a reason but when they come back, I begin to fear the worst. What if I’m not good enough for you? What if they replace me? Do you still think of them? Do you ever miss them? I will probably never measure up to even half of what they were to you. As these thoughts of doubt begin to run through my mind, visions of a future without me in your life begin appear and seem more likely. These conflicting emotions and thoughts slowly drive me to insanity as I let them take over and push me into the depths of sadness and confusion. At this point, what I need most is to hear reassurance from you. But sometimes, even that isn’t enough to save me from the fears of my own heart and mind.

robinpayatot:

I’m afraid of losing you to someone else, especially to someone who use to play the same part that I’m currently playing in your life. There’s nothing more frightening than the possibility of being replaced by someone who is now in your past. I’m aware that there will always be people who was once apart of your life but it starts to worry me when they begin to reappear. They’re no longer in your life for a reason but when they come back, I begin to fear the worst. What if I’m not good enough for you? What if they replace me? Do you still think of them? Do you ever miss them? I will probably never measure up to even half of what they were to you. As these thoughts of doubt begin to run through my mind, visions of a future without me in your life begin appear and seem more likely. These conflicting emotions and thoughts slowly drive me to insanity as I let them take over and push me into the depths of sadness and confusion. At this point, what I need most is to hear reassurance from you. But sometimes, even that isn’t enough to save me from the fears of my own heart and mind.

robinpayatot:

Not an ordinary friend, but one who will always be there for me through thick and thin. Someone who will be willing to pick up their phone at 4 am just to let me talk to them until I fall asleep. Someone who will do nothing but sit in silence, holding me and drying the tears that stream down my face as I cry my eyes out until I can cry no more. Someone who will see and know of all my flaws and imperfections but still love and accept me regardless. Someone who will keep their word and never break a promise that they’ve made. Someone who will intently listen to everything I say and hold on to each individual word as I speak. I want someone who will be willing to put up with my complaining, my rants, my venting, my breakdowns and my childish behavior. I want a person who understands me just as I understand myself and possibly even better. I want a friend who connects with me on a deeper level, someone who can see right through me and read me easily. I want best friend who will not only be my best friend but also one with me as well.

robinpayatot:

Not an ordinary friend, but one who will always be there for me through thick and thin. Someone who will be willing to pick up their phone at 4 am just to let me talk to them until I fall asleep. Someone who will do nothing but sit in silence, holding me and drying the tears that stream down my face as I cry my eyes out until I can cry no more. Someone who will see and know of all my flaws and imperfections but still love and accept me regardless. Someone who will keep their word and never break a promise that they’ve made. Someone who will intently listen to everything I say and hold on to each individual word as I speak. I want someone who will be willing to put up with my complaining, my rants, my venting, my breakdowns and my childish behavior. I want a person who understands me just as I understand myself and possibly even better. I want a friend who connects with me on a deeper level, someone who can see right through me and read me easily. I want best friend who will not only be my best friend but also one with me as well.


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