1. It’s okay dee, you can say you’re not strong enough right now. 

  2. (via princess-cordero-ricacho)

  3. I’d rather die alone crazy than have someone make me feel crazy for rest of my life.

  4. (Source: lovequotesrus, via lovequotesrus)

  5. lourn: LOLWTF?! might as well re-blog this. 

    lourn:

    LOLWTF?!

    might as well re-blog this. 

  6. celexie: Oh snap look at that girl go D=

    celexie:

    Oh snap look at that girl go D=

    (Source: zkarl, via rynehizzle)

  7. Guess where my baby is taking me to eat for my birthday tomorrow…

    Guess where my baby is taking me to eat for my birthday tomorrow…

  8. (Source: lovequotesrus)

  9. melvinsings:

    one of my favorite scenes. lol.

    (via ronalynee)

  11. (via bluebayou)

  12. (Source: wasnt-it-meant-to-be, via bluebayou)

  13. (via lovequotesrus)

  14. Darren Clasio: O.C.D. - Obsessive-compulsive disorder is an anxiety disorder in which...»

    darrenclasio:

    O.C.D. - Obsessive-compulsive disorder is an anxiety disorder in which people have unwanted and repeated thoughts, feelings, ideas, sensations (obsessions), or behaviors that make them feel driven to do something (compulsions).

    I was 12. I turned door knobs for an amount of time until it felt right. Turned lights on and off. Watched and counted my steps. I had a 3.8 G.P.A. and my papers had to be perfectly symmetrical. I wasn’t the most confident person. I found myself in deep repeated thoughts that drove me mad. This was the first time I fell deep into depression.

    Keeping myself busy was the only attainable cure I had. I sung. I played instruments. I went outside. Played sports. I dreaded the minutes before I had to sleep. That’s when I felt it the most.

    I became careless. It went away when I did. I learned how to forget. My education suffered. My morals suffered. My actions, thoughts, everything, suffered. I slithered through High-School. But I was happy. I was calm. It was almost gone.

    As I’ve grown as a person, I’ve grown to accept who I am. High levels of stress and anxieties lead to panic attacks. 

    I began to learn balance. I learned how to forgive. It has its advantages, too. My organization skills are pretty remarkable and I am a hard worker. It’s really when to give a shit, and when not to. Cigarettes ease my anxieties, that’s what I always say.

    Lately, I’ve seen symptoms again and I’ve never been able to write about it. I’m finally able to face it. I’m finally able to attain balance in life.

    It’s all a process.

     

    We are such a dysfuntional pair. and I love every minute of it.

     

  15. I give props to my boyfriend

    You see, he deals with me. He deals with what isn’t shown on Facebook or Tumblr. He deals with the pretty and the ugly. He deals with everything and makes it so much more beautiful. We never had the “typical” relationship, as of you know. While some are striving for many “likes” and attention to be the cutest couple of blogs, we strived to get the hell out of Stockton and into a better future. We struggle, damn we fucking struggle. Not just the normal, “he-said, she-said, I can’t believe you said that” bull shit. But things that 18-year olds shouldn’t be stressing on. You see, Darren provides. He provides me with food, with knowledge, with strength, with the capability to get up everyday. While boys, and I mean BOYS, his age are thinking about their next courses in college and the next party they are going to “function” at (did I really say that?), he is worrying about the next meal he is going to provide for this apartment and where his next paycheck is going, and still balancing a 10-3 school day with a 4-11pm shift and finishing his night with homework. Did I mention that he puts me to sleep every night? Not sexually, don’t get me twisted. But the intimate and protected touch that a girlfriend should feel every night.

    I give props to my boyfriend. Just recently, I have been diagnosed with Bi-Polar. Not most people know I was, yet my close friends aren’t surprised haha. I am in and out of doctor appointments, therapy at school. Judge me all you want, say and think whatever needs to be said. All I know is that a man who provides, protects, and still pastors to me while dealing with a girl like this, all i have to say is that i give props to my boyfriend.

    Darren,

    You are my best friend, the love of my life, the person who I know I was meant to be with. We aren’t the everyday photogenic type of couple. Hell, we aren’t the most romantic pair out there. But you know what, you support me through all my mood swings, my midnight cry sessions, my daytime mania episodes. You deal with me like a man. Sometimes I feel like I pushed you to grow-up too soon and I take that so hard. At times I wish you could have had a better life but we both know it’s what you grow through and not go through. Thank you for being the stronghold of the the apartment, thank you for pushing me to do better. There are not enough words to express the love I have for you, and even though I am more quick to be angry than kind, I am so blessed to have you through these times. I am sorry for always being a kaka-face, and I thank you for always seeing the beauty in me. You will be an amazing chef and a great provider for our future family. I love you Darren.

    -Peanut.

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Hi, my name is Divina Madayag. I'm in love with Darren Clasio.

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