No tengo ni idea de como empezar esto, creo que mejor lo voy a decir en ingles para que mas gente se entere de que amo a el mejor amigo del mundo.
I'm going to talk about the best person I know, I'm going to speak from the bottom of my heart how I feel about him. Truth is, I'm in love, like I've never been, I'm pretty sure it's the first time I'm in love, it's the first time I really love someone and I can feel it. Well this special guy that happens to be my best friend also happens to be my boyfriend. What can I say about him? I don't even know where to start.
I know where to start, I love his heart, his feeling are the most pure and honest feelings I've ever been close to, from someone apart from my family. It feels like a mother's love or a sister's love, so true and honest. I love the way he is passionate about the things he like, I love how big his dreams are. I love the way he hugs me, I love the way he hugs me tighter when I need it, even I don't say it. I love he always asks me "what do you wanna do?" even he knows I will say "what ever you want". I love when he looks me in the eyes and ask me a question, I love when he makes me look in his eyes so he can see mine. I love how much he take care about me. I love the sound of his laugh. I love when he makes fun of me and tease me. I love when he randomly starts dancing, I love when he randomly takes me to dance. I love the look on his face when he is ashamed, or he knows I am. I love how he always listens to my stories. I love he always has something to say. I love when he makes me laugh. I love when he talks about his family or Brazil, and how the spark in his eyes change. I love when he wants to ask me something and he is shy about it. I love that he always gives me the parking ticket or the movie tickets to keep them because he will lose them. I love when he looks at me with a "I want to kiss you" face. I love when I open the door of my house and I see him standing there. I love when he talks to my family. I love when he listens to my girl's problems. I love when he hears me complain a lot. I love when he helps me with homework. I love when I wake up and I see a good morning message. I love saying good night. I love talking about out future. I love seeing his old pictures. I love when he stoles quotes I say. I love when he is singing in the car. I love telling him how I will make our daughter's hair or what I'm going to give our kids for lunch. I love when he talks like a little kid. I love how he always find a way for me to hug him. I love the look on his face when he is being funny. I love when we are in a public place and I go to the bathroom and the face he makes when I get out. I love when he starts getting excited about something and he talks a lot, then he says he will shut up and keeps talking, I love the face he makes. I love when he tease me and I made myself the "sad or angry" so he will hug me and kiss my cheek, I love how it always works. I love when he kiss my nose. I love how well he knows me. I love when he listens to a song then he feels like if he was on tomorrow land and gets excited. I love when he starts talking about economics, even I don't understand a thing, I love seeing his excited face. I love that he is my best friend, I can talk about anything with him, I love when we laugh together and do random thing together. I love when he shut up's me with a kiss. I love when he hugs me when I cry. I love that he is my boyfriend and he always listens to me, he always makes me feel better, he always helps me, he always loves me. I love that I found the most amazing human being, and I love that he loves me as much as I love him. I just love him with all my heart, and I have no doubt that he loves me.
My love, I love you for this and a million more things, I want to love you for the rest of my life. I know I will.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Ohana
I don't know how to start this, I've recently learned something about people close to me, like my uncle, my aunt, my other aunt, etc. I don't know I guess I have a big feeling in my throat that makes me want to cry.
How can someone be so mean to someone you used to love, the father of your kids, how in hell can you be so mean to the man you used to love more than anything, how can someone be so mean till the point of not letting him see his own kids, how can someone be so mean to his kids, and not let them see his dad.
My aunt is sick, she almost died, she lost her leg, she is so better now, but she still needs to go to the doctor and medicines, how can someone be so fucking selfish to her sister, and tell my grandma to take the money she had spent in doctors of her heritage, how can you tell that to you mom, when you have enough money to shit money, how can you be so selfish when you know your sister will need it when my grandma will not be here, and you won't need it.
How can you take your 12 years old daughter to "testify" that her dad is mean and aggressive, when you see that she runs to hug him and she wants to spend the time she has with him, because she has 1 month without seeing him because you don't let them. Then she testifies and she just says "I don't want my parents to keep fighting".
It makes me sick, knowing that someone can be so heartless and do this kind of things, to his kids, to his ex-husband (even he's not with them anymore, they used to love them, and the reason their kids are those kids it's 50% because of them), how can someone be so mean and selfish with his sister knowing she needs it and you don't need it at all, how can someone tell her mother what to do with the heritage when they didn't earn it, my grandpa earn that money, my grandpa is in heaven, then my grandmother decides, not anyone else, it looks like they just want my grandma money, but why when they have fucking enough money for the rest of their lives.
I know there aren't perfect families, I know no one is perfect and we all are human and we make mistakes. But how can someone be so heartless with their own family.
It makes me so sad knowing all this things, I makes me so so sad knowing I won't babysit my nephews and niece anymore :( and I don't know when I will see them again, if they haven't seen their dad :(
Family are the first ones you meet, the ones that are always there and the ones you can rely on when you need it. When did families stopped being like this? or it has always been like this? I makes me so sad knowing this, and knowing there are 938129 stories, and 923894 divorces, and 98923 mean parents, and 3989434 heartless people, 894456 selfish people, etc. There are plenty of people like this, I'm not saying they are mean or not all of them, they just aren't good at making decisions. And even trough all these people, I'm the kind of person that believes that there are more nice and good people that mean and heartless. I still believe that, but still it makes me sad for all the people that have to live everyday of their life with heartless people.
At least I can say I love my family, and the ones I know I can rely on, the ones I trust, the ones I love the most, etc. are the good kind of people. I guess someday I will understand a lot of things I don't right now, maybe I don't ever want to understand, but I guess I need to accept it, and live with that.
Ohana means family, family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten... I'm happy to know that at least I know my family will never leave me behind or forgotten.
How can someone be so mean to someone you used to love, the father of your kids, how in hell can you be so mean to the man you used to love more than anything, how can someone be so mean till the point of not letting him see his own kids, how can someone be so mean to his kids, and not let them see his dad.
My aunt is sick, she almost died, she lost her leg, she is so better now, but she still needs to go to the doctor and medicines, how can someone be so fucking selfish to her sister, and tell my grandma to take the money she had spent in doctors of her heritage, how can you tell that to you mom, when you have enough money to shit money, how can you be so selfish when you know your sister will need it when my grandma will not be here, and you won't need it.
How can you take your 12 years old daughter to "testify" that her dad is mean and aggressive, when you see that she runs to hug him and she wants to spend the time she has with him, because she has 1 month without seeing him because you don't let them. Then she testifies and she just says "I don't want my parents to keep fighting".
It makes me sick, knowing that someone can be so heartless and do this kind of things, to his kids, to his ex-husband (even he's not with them anymore, they used to love them, and the reason their kids are those kids it's 50% because of them), how can someone be so mean and selfish with his sister knowing she needs it and you don't need it at all, how can someone tell her mother what to do with the heritage when they didn't earn it, my grandpa earn that money, my grandpa is in heaven, then my grandmother decides, not anyone else, it looks like they just want my grandma money, but why when they have fucking enough money for the rest of their lives.
I know there aren't perfect families, I know no one is perfect and we all are human and we make mistakes. But how can someone be so heartless with their own family.
It makes me so sad knowing all this things, I makes me so so sad knowing I won't babysit my nephews and niece anymore :( and I don't know when I will see them again, if they haven't seen their dad :(
Family are the first ones you meet, the ones that are always there and the ones you can rely on when you need it. When did families stopped being like this? or it has always been like this? I makes me so sad knowing this, and knowing there are 938129 stories, and 923894 divorces, and 98923 mean parents, and 3989434 heartless people, 894456 selfish people, etc. There are plenty of people like this, I'm not saying they are mean or not all of them, they just aren't good at making decisions. And even trough all these people, I'm the kind of person that believes that there are more nice and good people that mean and heartless. I still believe that, but still it makes me sad for all the people that have to live everyday of their life with heartless people.
At least I can say I love my family, and the ones I know I can rely on, the ones I trust, the ones I love the most, etc. are the good kind of people. I guess someday I will understand a lot of things I don't right now, maybe I don't ever want to understand, but I guess I need to accept it, and live with that.
Ohana means family, family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten... I'm happy to know that at least I know my family will never leave me behind or forgotten.
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