Tag Your It!
loamo<3 Lo juro.
tattoo?
Amore, more, ore, re
Translation: (with) “love, behaviour, words, actions” from “Verus amicus amore more ore re cognoscitur” Virgilius (Latin for : True friend becomes known in the love, the disposition, the speeches, the deeds.)
Dear Samari
Samari love I’m sorry for your lost but i feel like you didn’t loose anything you just gained an Angel. Reading what you wrote about Gio had me in tears. I’m sorry that you had to regret anything but I’m sure he looks at you and smiles every time you reminisce about him. I know how you feel love. I felt the same way when my grandfather past away. He was my only grand parent i had left and the only one that could actually see my light and how strong i wanted him to be there wen i got married and had my first child. He was the reason my family was standing so strong. But he couldn’t make it. And i understand that God has his reasons and that the reason these tears flow down my skin means more than sorrow…
The last days he had on earth i wish i was strong enough to hold the phone to my ear and tell him something, anything and get his soft moan in response since he was to weak to respond. But i guess he knew i didn’t want him to leave. Like Gio did my grandfather gave me a visit that night. I couldn’t go to sleep and so he stood in the kitchen and passed by me and brushed his soft skin on to my arm and kissed me. I just relaxed that second and said goodbye. But then i took it back i was telling myself nooo he isn’t gone. He just left me sitting in the living room at like 1:14 am holding on to my arm and rubbing my cheek as if he kissed me with his soft cold lips for the last time. Only thing i have left of his memory was how soft his skin was and how easy his hair brushed through my hands and of course the stories he always told me and his other grand children. D.R would never be the same without him. It was hard Samari, so hard to accept he’s gone. I know you know. We just have to stay strong and live as long as God wants us too because thas what Gio & papa wants us to do. Live like tomorrow is our last. I love yuh Samari & our Angels Gio &Papa. R.I.P
Disguised Game. "This Guy Game"
What a shame, what a shame
when people who blame love
for a life internal stain.
Things come and go but
you should always remain the same,
scared, bruised, torn, don’t give it a nick name.
Lessons are learned So drink an Advil, kill the pain
but remember to be ashamed
to blame the stain that remains to give you your name.
Oh by the way…
They call me love, But my real name is Pain.
Made by me.
_Miguelina <3
I want to be FOREVER Young.
Let’s dance in style,
Let’s dance for a while,
Heaven can wait we’re only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst,
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever,
We don’t have the power but we never say never,
-Jay-Z
On this day, you read something that moved you and made you realise there were no more fears to fear. No tears to cry. No head to hang in shame. That every time you thought you’d offended someone, it was all just in your head and really, they love you with all their heart and nothing will ever change that. That everyone and everything lives on inside you. That that doesn’t make any of it any less real.
That soft touches will change you and stay with you longer than hard ones.
That being alone means you’re free. That old lovers miss you and new lovers want you and the one you’re with is the one you’re meant to be with. That the tingles running down your arms are angel feathers and they whisper in your ear, constantly, if you choose to hear them. That everything you want to happen, will happen, if you decide you want it enough. That every time you think a sad thought, you can think a happy one instead.
That you control that completely.
That the people who make you laugh are more beautiful than beautiful people. That you laugh more than you cry. That crying is good for you. That the people you hate wish you would stop and you do too.
That your friends are reflections of the best parts of you. That you are more than the sum total of the things you know and how you react to them.
That the most embarrassing, awkward moments of your life are only remembered by you and no one else. That no one judges you when you walk into a room and all they really want to know, is if you’re judging them. That what you make and what you do with your time is more important than you’ll ever fathom and should be treated as such. That the difference between a job and art is passion. That neither defines who you are. That talking to strangers is how you make friends.
That bad days end but a smile can go around the world. That life contradicts itself, constantly. That that’s why it’s worth living.
That the difference between pain and love is time. That love is only as real as you want it to be. That if you feel good, you look good but it doesn’t always work the other way around.
That the sun will rise each day and it’s up to you each day if you match it. That nothing matters up until this point. That what you decide now, in this moment, will change the future. Forever. That rain is beautiful.
And so are you.



