Depression is the most scary emotion you ever felt.
If you led by them you’ll lose yourself.
So I recently got hooked by Sam Concepcion’s song called Mahal Na Mahal. Its your common R&B with sweet melody.
Honestly the lyrics that got me really fall into this song. This song tell us about how big is this man love for his woman. He speak of how she changed his life, filled it with joy and no one can stop his love, not even a storm.
But the one that make me fall, is this single line at the end of the chorus, where he express his love is bigger than what she think.
“Mahal na Mahal kita, higit pa sa iniisip mo”
I don’t know why but, that line, I really like that line. I never really think words like I Love You can sound this good in other language.
I never really listen to Philippine’s song in tagalog. Its usually in english because most of the singers always has english song on their album. Like Christian Bautista, or Erik Santos; his song called “Let Me Be The One” really break my heart. But after this, Sam’s songs will always stay on my playlist.
“Both professionals and amateurs, they all make mistakes. An amateur blames the world, but a professional takes time in reflecting on themselves. Time which an amateur like you wouldn’t dare to think about.”
-Anthony, King of Drama.
Two of my favorite people.
“We can’t have it all because choices are sacrifices. That means giving up something that you want for something that you want more.”
-Clinton Jones, White Collar.
I didn’t fall in love with you.
I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way.
I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we’d choose anyway.
And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.
-Kiersten White, The Chaos of Stars.
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here,
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
How does love rewire the brain?
When we meet somebody new and exciting, they invade our synapses like a virus, triggering neurochemicals that feed into attraction, arousal, even obsession.
We get distracted. We think about that special someone all the time, even in the middle of a brilliantly stimulating lecture.
But we’re not just thinking about them. We’re building an internal model A simulation that helps us predict what they’ll think or how they’ll feel. Of course, relationships get into trouble when the simulation meets reality.
Which begs the question… do we ever really fall in love with another person, or just with our idea of who they are?
I welcome my self to WordPress, and as usual I still wondering what should I write on my first post. Introduction perhaps?
Well no offense, but I love my Tumblr more. Or rather I spend more time there. I’m trying to like it. So far it works.
Btw, its raining right now. But I kinda feel like falling snow look a lot cooler than a shower, right?