Sanctuary

"Time to move on. People get divorced. Life doesn’t owe you your own personal happy ending especially..."

Mon, 16 Apr 2012 03:01:56 -0400

““Time to move on. People get divorced. Life doesn’t owe you your own personal happy ending especially at another’s, or in this case several others’, expense.””

- Axl Rose (via jhnmyr)

#goodbye2011 #hello2012 happy new year to all!!

Sat, 31 Dec 2011 09:10:04 -0500

#goodbye2011 #hello2012 happy new year to all!!

“December 8, 2007 I miss you, John. 27 years later, I still...

Thu, 29 Dec 2011 00:00:35 -0500

“December 8, 2007

I miss you, John. 27 years later, I still wish I could turn back the clock to the Summer of 1980. I remember everything – sharing our morning coffee, walking in the park together on a beautiful day, and seeing your hand stretched to mine – holding it, reassuring me that I shouldn’t worry about anything because our life was good.

I had no idea that life was about to teach me the toughest lesson of all. I learned the intense pain of losing a loved one suddenly, without warning, and without having the time for a final hug and the chance to say, “I love you,” for the last time. The pain and shock of that sudden loss is with me every moment of every day. When I touched John’s side of our bed on the night of December 8th, 1980, I realized that it was still warm. That moment has haunted me for the past 27 years – and will stay with me forever.”

quercetum: John and Yoko (by DonnaC.¹)

Sat, 24 Dec 2011 13:53:06 -0500

quercetum:

John and Yoko (by DonnaC.¹)

Happy Holidays!

Fri, 23 Dec 2011 21:45:19 -0500

Wishing you all the timeless treasures of Christmas, the warmth of home, the love of family and the company of good friends. Have a blessed Christmas!

"She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy…..."

Thu, 22 Dec 2011 10:42:27 -0500

“She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy… Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.”

- Khaled Hosseini (via quercetum)

The only person who can protect you is yourself and the only person who can destroy you is yourself.

Thu, 22 Dec 2011 10:38:55 -0500

The only person who can protect you is yourself and the only person who can destroy you is yourself.

Tears… Pain…. Blood! Excruciating.

Thu, 22 Dec 2011 02:44:26 -0500

Tears… Pain…. Blood! Excruciating.

I rest my case. Ceasing the communication to save myself from heartaches.

Sun, 18 Dec 2011 10:40:17 -0500

I rest my case. Ceasing the communication to save myself from heartaches.

Looking forward to 5-day holiday vacation next week! Yes!!! I love holidays! :)

Mon, 12 Dec 2011 22:29:55 -0500

Looking forward to 5-day holiday vacation next week! Yes!!! I love holidays! :)

Happy 11th Death Anniv, Papa! Miss you and I love you! 😥❤

Sun, 11 Dec 2011 21:36:40 -0500

Happy 11th Death Anniv, Papa! Miss you and I love you! 😥❤

akosigoodvibes: Girl: Jesus, what do I do? I like this guy,...

Sat, 10 Dec 2011 11:20:11 -0500

akosigoodvibes:

Girl: Jesus, what do I do? I like this guy, but I’m tired of being ignored by him!

Jesus: Daughter, I love MILLIONS of people that ignore me everyday. But I still love them, unconditionally.

REBLOG IF YOU LOVE JESUS AND YOU DON’T IGNORE HIM.

The Signs

Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:44:14 -0500

I’m starting to believe that there’s a significant reason behind all these random signs. Whatever it is, I wanna know…I wanna find out..whether its good or bad, I’m taking the risk! I don’t wanna wonder for the rest of my life. I’m hoping to find the answers soon.

Photo

Wed, 30 Nov 2011 20:08:51 -0500

"You begin to forget what it means to live. You forget things. You forget that you used to feel all..."

Thu, 03 Nov 2011 10:55:51 -0400

“You begin to forget what it means to live. You forget things. You forget that you used to feel all right. You forget what it means to feel all right because you feel like shit all of the time, and you can’t remember what it was like before.”

- Marya Hornbacher (via quercetum)

I hurt myself again for the same old reason. I feel sorry for being so effin weak! :,( #lifesucks

Mon, 24 Oct 2011 04:12:11 -0400

I hurt myself again for the same old reason. I feel sorry for being so effin weak! :,( #lifesucks

This is it! Pansit!! No more turning back…

Tue, 18 Oct 2011 22:54:20 -0400

This is it! Pansit!! No more turning back…

That boy in Real Steel is really adorable. :) I almost forgot that Hugh Jackman is in the movie. Lol

Sun, 16 Oct 2011 12:30:05 -0400

That boy in Real Steel is really adorable. :) I almost forgot that Hugh Jackman is in the movie. Lol

the-absolute-best-posts: ilikeartalot: Breaking Free by Zenos...

Sat, 15 Oct 2011 21:46:26 -0400

the-absolute-best-posts:

ilikeartalot:

Breaking Free by Zenos Frudakis

Click to follow this blog, you will be so glad you did!

michaeldaaboul: An Unread LetterTo my lost love, I write you...

Fri, 14 Oct 2011 21:49:30 -0400

michaeldaaboul:

An Unread Letter

To my lost love,

I write you this letter knowing that you will never read it, but I feel that it’s something that I have to do. I know it’s over between us and that there is nothing left. I hate each day because I will never relive what we once shared.

I cycle through the memories of us and try to believe that everything is the same. Although deep down inside, I know that the memories will fade away and will one day become so grey and colourless as if they never existed.

Do you remember when we used to lay down together and you used to stare me in the eyes? You would tell me, “For the first time in my life, I am happy”, and I would look at you and smile. I never appreciated those words until you were gone. I never acknowledged what that meant to you. For one moment in time, when I held you in my arms, you were at peace and didn’t want to be anywhere else. I took that for granted.

I dwell on the time when you once said, “You mean a lot to me and I miss you so much. You make everything pleasurable and nice … and sparkly, glittery, shimmery and sickeningly colourful like a Disney movie. I hope that one day I can make you as happy as you have made me.”

Your face used to glow at the first thought of me. Even when I was not around, just knowing that you were going to see me made the day worthwhile and gave you something to look forward to. When I would finally arrive at your doorstep, your smile would say it all and your eyes would light up. How I miss that so much. Yet the last memory I have of you is one deflated and cold, as if I never meant anything to you. You couldn’t even look at me as I walked away.

I never gave you the commitment that you deserved. In protecting myself I kept you at a distance and pushed you too far away. These words still linger in my mind, “Once upon a time you used to like hearing from me. You used to like my long messages and my mundane talkative crap. Then something changed. You no longer enjoyed my ramblings. You lived happily ever after and I pondered why you never showed me how much you really loved me.”

I’m sorry that I didn’t do enough, but I want you to know that each day hurts without you. I feel you fading away from my mind, but not from my heart. My heart won’t let you go and it holds on to you in hope that you will come back to me and we can start again. But you are gone, you are truly gone. Those feelings that you once had, those words that you once spoke, will no longer be felt or said to me by you. And it’s sad, so damn sad, because I still love you and wish that my bleeding heart will be healed by your hands.

An emptiness now resides, that no matter what I do, I cannot seem to fill. It’s a constant void that reminds me of the experiences that I will never share with you again, the happy memories that we will never make. I know it’s goodbye, but I don’t want to accept it, because if I do then I know that I have truly lost you. For now, it’s just easier to pretend that I still have you and that I am still everything to you … even though it’s pretend.

Always yours,

xox

P.S. – Remember how you used to dream of building that house together and wishing that you could come home to me every night? I wish for that too …

Written by Charles Daaboul