Isploynkitoynkz:The Juanderwoman!

You try the best and hardest possible way your effort can ever push you through to induce in your mind that you don’t deserve an asshole. You deserve someone way better who will genuinely love you; someone who will not play and sleep around. But even how inspiring and great your self-pep talks are, you know there is nothing earthly that you can do about it. It just simply has already become out of your control because as much as you want to let go, deep inside you’re dying to hold on, a little longer. Because that loud voice in your head, which I believe is logic, screaming and begging you to stop fooling yourself that you’ll ever going to have a happy ending with this guy, is a crap. To be more precise, useless. You are not hearing it as much as you hear that slow little throb in your chest; that soft heart’s voice whispering, “Hold on. Hold on still.” Without much effort, you give in to what this soft little whisper tells you. You don’t really have to worry or feel sorry or feel stupid or feel you owe the universe an explanation. There is no point in justifying your defeat. The entire world and even history understand you. You are just in love. You’re just in love with another person and that of course is already an enough reason and the only sane valid crazy reason actually. Every human being that is made by love and not in stone knows where you’re coming from—knows what you’re going through. Don’t feel weak just because you think you give in to it too easily. You are strong. You fight it well enough. It’s just that nobody wins over love. Everybody is bound to get defeated by it. To be honest, there is nothing to be ashamed of that. Love is to be celebrated even it signifies our defeat.  Besides (be warned as this may appear cheesy to your hearing), we are in our bravest potentials when we are in love. Though we know that in loving we get nothing that is more than hurt still we choose to love.  We take the risk. We choose to get hurt. Love gives us strength to face and accept pain, and even much more strength to endure it when it’s already eating us alive.