October 16 Parents leave to PI
October 18 1 year & 11 months ♡
October 31 Halloween ♡
December 2 Mummy comes home
You are the most important person in my life. You are not useless, inconsiderate, or anything negative. You are special in every way possible, and I'm the luckiest guy on Earth because you're mine. I couldn't be more thankful that you waited for me for so long. I hope I keep you happy every day. I would love to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you with all my heart, forever and always.
Leonora Shelby Rosal Rivera, you mean the world to me. ♥
Love, Raphael Julian Lota.
A small portion of your time is still too much to ask for, I think.
I hate my body so much that I’m happy that I’m making a difference to it.
One month progress and I lost 10 pounds. I’m happy and not yet satisfied.
The scariest, most traumatizing feeling in a dream is murdering someone and knowing you cannot take it back. It’s indescribable. I’m not crazy enough to murder someone.
Worked out for May Muscle month and I feel slightly better about my day. That’s better than being mopey.
I’m definitely coming off as one of those misunderstanding, mopey girlfriends.
Your schedule is “busy”, meaning 24/7. No time during school or of course, home. You told me I forgot how to text, but then again? When is the last time you kept a regular conversation over text? Or even said hello? I’ve done all the starting and ending. And I’m just disappointed that you cannot even talk to me anymore. I say good morning, I’d like one back. Unless, again, there’s no possible way. I’d just like a, how are you? I’d reply in a jiffy. I think again, I’m asking way too much of your time. I am coming off as misunderstanding, narrow-minded, selfish, bastard. Again, I’m sorry. I just want a very small portion of your time. Very little, not much. Not much that’ll it’ll take more than 10 minutes. If I could receive a text from you, I’d be more than happy. Not those one word bullshit. Not from my great friend telling me you’re online on PS3. Just a reply that seems like you had a thought of me. I’m sorry if it’s too much. I feel like I am too much for you to with hold anymore.
I’m selfish if I want to go.
I’m still disappointing you whether I see you since I previously made the decision of going still.
Now I don’t even know. I can’t come to any conclusion.
I don’t want to disappoint anyone anymore.
It makes me disappointed in myself and question my self-worth.
I use to have confidence in my morals, but now I don’t know if I’m capable of making “good, considerate” decisions.
What the fuck am I doing wrong?
I hate it if I end up unsatisfied with myself or causing more disappointment to others.
Why do I care so much of making others happy?
Well, It’s you. I love you, that’s why. I want you happy. I can’t afford to make you wait and hope for my understandings any longer.
Didn’t get the chance to tell you what’s wrong.
A text message won’t be read till hours or rarely, a minute later.
My personal issue, I guess, shouldn’t matter and can be resolved on my own. With or without comfort.