Merylinkling.

Highs. Lows. And In-Between.

[merylinkling]

Why I love you.

You make me laugh. Not smirk. And you can only be either as funny as I think I can be or funni-er. You know when and when not to confront me...yet. And I need a man who talks to me..confronts me and provokes me the right way..not out of spite.. but out of love ,always. And love is not about feelings but choices..decisions. You choose to love me and stay with me even when your mind screams for you to leave me. You see and accept me as I am now but not lose God-given sight of the best that I can still be. You pursue me and never give up on me. A coward gives up and settles for those who give up themselves to him so easily but you..You are a strong man who understands that my wounds trigger me to push you away only because I am afraid. You never give up in trying to make me see that I can always trust anew. You teach me to have faith by being faithful yourself. You bring me closer to God. Instead of hurting me with words or actions, you pray for me instead. You love me with a pure love. A love that inspires me to change for the better and strive to love you even more..the best that I can each day in this life. You tell me I am beautiful and I believe you because of your loyalty. I am confident that I am special and do not have to worry about you flirting with others because you value my trust. How can such a beautiful man love me? All these things are just a pale shadow of the reality. It will forever remain a mystery. 

[merylinkling]

I would liken it to that feeling of being loved by such a good man. Like being in a such a good relationship but it had to end because both were called to do greater things..apart. It is easier to move forward after having been in a bad relationship..but a good one? Or what could have potentially been a great one? It lingers..at the back of your mind no matter how busy you get. Heart becomes restless and you can do nothing but remember and stay in that memory. I guess that's how we keep people alive. And how we give them so much power over us. Like having felt heaven as i would describe it only to be thrown back to purgatory or even hell at times. The good part about this? It reaffirms me that there is more. More beyond where we are. Being reminded of that makes the present bearable. 🐻 #TiAmo #MiManchi #Italia

[merylinkling]

Memories: I Don't believe in luck. Broke this mirror years ago while playing volleyball in my room as if varsity practice was not enough. Yes I was a grade school and high school varsity player despite my height. Our Coach Ramil who also coached dlsu used to call me "Bonsai" hehe but he loved my 360degree way of serving, yes spike way. Hit hard and real sharp. But then grades began to drop and mama told me to quit volleyball. I did. Coach was saddened. Focused on school..and was done with everything by Feb..ready to graduate. Was supposed to graduate with academic excellence honors but was disqualified coz my first year high school had been in ust where i got kicked out. So bye bye awards. The saddest graduation day and I had to sing a Michael Bolton Song alongside 4 other students. Was so hurt and pissed off at not having gotten my awards so i did not share the microphone. Later that summer.. I met my first bandmates and found refuge in music. #memories

[brutalgeneration]

a glimpse of the future (by Luis Montemayor)

[arianagomez]

[newyorkcityfeelings]

Firescapes of  Manhattan, NY by arianagomez

[magicofnewyork]

[newyorkcityfeelings]

New York Cafes

[arianagomez]

[newyorkcityfeelings]

Firescapes of  Manhattan, NY by arianagomez

[blastedheath]

[catmota]

Stilleben mit Hortensie  (1918)

Johannes Beutner 

[mikefrawley]

Left to Regret

Of all the many things I left to regret back when the world and I felt young most have faded into the distant past and not loving more remains the one

[merylinkling]

Wow Tumblr. Suddenly decided to pay my blog a visit today after a very long time. I recall how much I like writing here because none of those who follow me here really know who i am at all..so they read objectively or not read at all which is perfectly fine.  I don't know what to say but there is much to say. I feel saturated with people who make me feel empty...and even empty me of my emptiness. I have unfriended those who have hurt me in ways perhaps unknown to them. I feel alone but no longer in pain..or could it be a deeper kind of pain..one that isn't seen or felt.and like a deep wound that is bleeding inside, takes away life as each day passes and it remains hidden..untreated. One day it will self-destruct and leave everyone wondering whatever happened to it. And then in a week or a few days less, they will forget about wondering. They will then forget she ever existed. I have already accepted everything that may or may not happen. What I am in the process of figuring out now is how to protect myself from my self.  

[merylinkling]

Dear God, I am badly in need of a friend right now. Someone I can confess everything to. Thank you.

[serlocks-blog]

Vincent Van Gogh - Blossoming Almond Tree

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I pray in words. I pray in poems. I want to learn to pray through breathing, through dreams and sleeplessness, through love and renunciation. I pray through snow that falls outside the window. I pray with the tears that do not end.

Anna Kamienska (via franflow)

[merylinkling]

Let us set things right.

[merylinkling]

#Dumaguete Feb13-15, 2014 #LoveMonth #Event #Gig #Hayahay

[merylinkling]

Catchin up with my mentor! Sir Jungee Marcelo!

[larmoyante]

I love you in a language that I don’t fully understand. In words that I haven’t found enough courage to forklift out of my chest.

Rudy Francisco (via blooaum)