Notorious Loser At Your Service

We Are, In Other’s Eyes, Either Beautiful or Ugly

Mona Calesa

 

 

That’s true, face it.

 

 

You are ugly to me, but for others, you are, like, some Grecian myth come to life. You know- the bling of power eternal beauty and youth, and all that jazz. You seem like a gorgon, but for him, or her, or that other guy who keeps staring at you, you are Aphrodite, personified.

 

 

Beauty is superficial, yadda yadda. We all know the drill.

 

 

But have you ever heard of this? Beauty is an acquired taste.

 

 

I like squid. But you don’t, since, it has tentacles- oh those grotesquely gross mollusks freak the hell out of you. Just imagine their suckers. But for me, it’s heaven, especially, when dipped in soy sauce, and eaten with hot, java rice. Yum.

 

 

I never liked squid before. The way I never appreciated the beauty of name-any-race-you-want-to-name. For one, I don’t like how black girls look like. Big nostrils, fat lips, and their not so appealing skin tone. It’s a total turn off, and I end up wondering, hey, why are they even in porn?

 

 

Now, now, before you accuse me of racism, lemme tell you, I now appreciate their beauty. Liking them, in the first place, was not that difficult. Will Smith- he’s black, but he’s good. I like him. He’s an acquired taste. A bit too tangy though, but just fine.

 

 

I disliked Koreans, since I had this stereotype in mind. But now, I appreciate them. I wonder why.

 

 

Reinforcement. We’ve heard of that a lot of times. Behavior, when reinforced, gets, well, in layman’s terms, either better or worse. Learning how to like something you used to despise is a result of reinforcement. So what triggered them to like you, when in my eyes, you look worse than a poodle with a bad hair cut?

 

 

Class, let’s proceed to the ray of ‘standards’. The standard for beauty is –insert random descriptions here-. Oh yes. That is the standard. For majority of, let’s go local, Filipinos, CHINITAs and MESTIZAs are their best bet. Those standards long existed way before Rizal had his circumcision.

 

 

But I wonder, provided that standard, why would any ‘standardized’ Filipino fall inlove with someone who looks like, well, Elizabeth Ramsey, similar, or worse?

 

 

Oh she’s kind. Smart. Caring. Indulgent. Hot in bed. A good fuck. She licks balls the way she licks her ice cream. Oh, she’s a career-focused woman. She has her goals straight. Yadda yadda. Nah, man, in short- you liked her, because she is, well, your acquired taste. Not because she’s beautiful, but because, you got used to her ugliness.

 

 

So, pretty women out there, don’t get your egos up. You’re still all ugly to some. And, well, you group of ugly hags, don’t commit suicide yet, due to inferiority complex- there’s hope, really. Believe me. I, as well, am an acquired taste.

 

 

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I somehow hope, the ff. would google themselves... and this would pop up. I am in dire need of finding you...

Arthur Montevista

Clara Yamor

Rhonalie Fame

Rosalie something... uhm.. from Mount Carmel..

Ardel Castillo

Abegail... basta, Mount Carmel.. ka batch namin nina Rhonalie, Ardel, at Rosalie.

Angelo Avendano

Dhes Valle

Greza... basta, taga Lyceum... Greza V... katabi ko, first year, A-102. Favorite shirt is 'lost soul'... please help me with this.

Loy Umali

Lyan Crisostomo

Jam Flores

Mirasol Amba

Shyr Anne Naperi

Laurice Santos

Leanna Enecio

Kevin Mijares

Timothy Apita

Agnes Asistin

Ann Lei Nakajima

Queenie Villegas

Fidmelson Santos

Michael Tom Maranan

Emiliano Olaguir

Joanna De Tomas

Prisilla De Latsis

Prenerick Valenzuela

I must find you, people...
I WILL.
Muwahha. @_@

No, I'm not planning some silly reunion shit.
I just... need to find you.

(stolen from Evaness)

We've been friends since a long time ago. We come from the same alma mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it's only now that I gave him a second look. I realize that beauty is in the eyes. The pulpbits of my heart went fast, really fast. Cute pala siya!

And then, he came over with me. He said,

"I hope you don't mine. Can I take your number?" Nag-worry ako. What if he doesn't give it back? He explained naman na it's so we could keep intact daw. Sabi ko, connect me if I'm wrong but are you asking me ouch? Nabigla siya. Sagot niya, "The!" Aba! Parang siya pa ang galit! Persona ingrata!!! Ang kapal niya! I cried buckles of tears.

Na-guilty yata siya. Sabi niya, "Isipin mo na lang na this is a blessing in the sky." Irregardless daw of his feelings, we'll go ouch na rin. Now we're so in love! Mute and epidemic na ang past. Thanks God we swallowed our fried. Kasi, I'm 33 na and I'm running out the time.

After 2 weeks, he plopped the question. "Will you married me?" I'm still in a state of shocked. Kasi mantakin mo naman, when its rain, it's really fours talaga! This is true good to be true. So siyempre, I said yes. Love is a many splendor, di ba?

Pero nung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell to pieces. Nag-di-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may babaeng humirit ng, "Well, well, well. Look do we have here." What the fuss… The nerd ng babaeng yon! She said they were still too on.
So I told her, "Whatever is that means, cut me some slacks, `no!" I didn't want this to get our hand kaya I had to sip it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. The nerd talaga! Ats if! I don't never want to portrait the role of the other woman. Gosh, tell her to the marines! I told her, "Please, you should to mine your own business!"

Who would believed her anyway? Dahil it's not my problem anymore but her problem anymore. Hmphf. Tumigil na rin siya ng panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies! I'm so happy. Even my boyfriend said liketwice. He's so supportive. Sabi niya, "Look at is this way. She's out of our lives."

Kaya I advised you - take the risk! You can never can tell. Just burn the bridge when you get there. Life is shorts. If you make a mistake, well, just pray for the internal and external repose of your soul. I second emotion.

I thought Jay's ex-girlfriend was really out of our lives. But heaven only goes that I was wrong. Kakakasal pa lang namin nun when Jay received a uninamous text. "Meet me at the clinic." I had a stinking feeling in my butt. I told him not to go. It might in danger him. Pero sabi niya, ok lang daw because life is what we make.

Tumahimik lang ako. Sabi niya, "Penny for you talks." But I didn't know what to say. Beggars can't be losers. Isa pa, worried talaga ako na baka yung girl yun. Jay said, "Can't got your tongue?" I tried to smile at him. Kahit di ako nagsalita, actions speak louder than works, di ba?

Be that as is may, umalis pa rin siya. I was out of the loophole. After a few hours, I called him on his cellphone. But my calls fell on Jeff's ears. Lalo akong nag-worry kasi I didn't even know Jeff. Sabi na nga ba di na dapat umalis si Jay. That's what I'm talking about it.

So I tried calling some friends who will help me find Jay. That's what friends are for naman di ba? But I just faced a blank mall. I had to do this alone. Nag-taxi na lang ako. Pero ang mahal na pala ng plug down rate.

When I got to the clinic, the security was really buffed up. Di basta- basta makakapasok. So I said, "I beg your cordon. I'm patient. It's my favorite virtue nga e.Nagduda yata yung isang guard. Hinawakan ako sa arm. The nerd! I shouted, "Don't touch me not!" Buti na lang the other guards were nice and said, "Come on, let's join us."

When I went inside, parang I've been there, done there. Nung walang nakatingin, nag-explore ako. Nakarating ako sa top floor and I had a bird's IQ of the clinic. I could not explain it but I was drawn to a room on the floor. Siguro Divine Intermission na yun.

Parang may narinig akong umuungol. I was thorn. Di ko alam kung aalis ba ako o papasukin ko. It made me stick in the stomach to think that Jay and his ex-girlfriend were there. I tried to tell myself to slower my expectations. But to tell with it! I had to strike while the iron is not. I had to hear the truth from the corpse's mouth. I barraged in. O my gas! Si Jay, naka-strap sa operating table, parang genie pig sa isang nakakatakot na experiment. He was on the cutting edge.

He was bleeding. At ang doctor na nagpapahirap sa kanya, ang ex-girlfriend niya at ang bago nitong boyfriend, ang nurse na si Walter.

Doon ko napatunayang blood is thicker than Walter.

Guess watch? Di ko alam kung paano ko nagawa pero I was able to search and rescue Jay. Siguro adrenaline brush na yun.

Now, he's recovering. Nag-sorry siya na hindi siya nakinig sa akin. I know it's a better pill to swallow your pride so it's forgive and forget me not. All swell that end swell. I know we should kiss and put on makeup.

Ang ex-girlfriend naman niya at si Walter, nakakulong na. Detention is really better than cure. So the moral of the lesson is: if symptoms persist, insult your doctor.

So First things first....

1. Who're going to WCG? Would you go on a SATURDAY or SUNDAY?

2. I have a DSLR but im not using it, who has a photoshoot ASAP, so I could like, have a practice or something? T_T

3. What's the best PAMPAPUTI/ PUTLA make up you know? I need an URGENT response.

4. Are you a graduate of MEET, ICT or ECE? PM me if interested on having a job, with lots of benefits, and a pay you don't really expect to be so~

5. Who among you are cosplaying on WCG, and who're your characters?

6. When's YAOI con, who're you gonna cosplay if you're gonna come?

There, so, respond.

For quite some time now, I’ve been a fan. Admiring their works, laughing at their randomness… And for quite some time now, I’ve been hearing about them. At school, at work~

 

 

Genkigeeks~ I remember the name. I wonder if Genkigeeks and Tuxedo Team are one and the same. Anyhow, I’d go straight to my point.

 

 

They changed Philippine cosplay.

 

 

Most of them, from what I’ve heard- and observed- join cosplay—NOT for the competition, not for the rewards… but for fun.

 

 

They do photoshoots—NOT for the competition- this never ending rat race on who’s on top and not, who’s better, who’s bad- they have photo shoots for the heck of it. For fun. And for charity, last time I heard.

 

 

So unlike others, who would join, to expect a… WIN! Or a….IMSOPOPULARTHECAMERASLOVEMEMOMENT! Or… a… OHMYGODISTHATAPHOTOGRAPHERIWANTTOBEPHOTOGRAPHEDNOWSOHEREIAMRUNNINGTOYOUTAKEAPICTUREOFME moment~

 

 

Just today, another officemate of mine (half Japanese) and I had this conversation.

 

 

Her: Do you cosplay?

 

 

Moi: I watch cons.

 

 

Her: Do you know the Tuxedo team?

 

 

Moi: I saw them on cons before.

 

 

Her: They are great! Especially their photoshoots! I haven’t met them in person.

 

 

Moi: (I’m lucky I had~ whee) Aaah. So what do you know about them?

 

 

Her: Nothing, but I think they are really great, better than foreign counterparts.

 

 

Better than foreign counterparts.

 

 

Proud to be—PINOY.

 

 

I dunno if they are proud of our nativity. But I guess, they are. And I hope, they are.

 

 

Anyway, I don’t know where to land, but…

 

 

CHEERS TO YOU, TUXEDO TEAM! More power!

 

 

And may you continuously be moved by the power of art.

Statistically speaking, unless you are a backstabber, a social savant, or plastic as nothing-can-compare, there is at least one person in your multiply network that loathes you, wants to kill you, loves to cuss you, or simply just wants you to know he/she dislikes you. So... let's play "No Guts, No Glory REVISED!"

The rules are simple.

1. If you want to kill the person who posted this, send a reply to this post, saying "I am Hitler."
2. If you have mean words to say on the person who posted this, repy "I soo love your hair!"
   
3. If you just want to backstab them & stay friends, send a reply that says "Haven't I told you before, I like you around?"
4. If you simply just want to obsess on loathing the person who posted this, send a reply saying, "You're my best friend!"
   

SCARED?

The only rule is that, you must not make anyone who replies feel stupid for feeling that way about you. Acknowledge. Say thank you. Let them get annoyed, or intimidated. Move on.

IF YOU'VE READ THIS, YOU HAVE TO REPOST THIS, EVEN IF YOU'RE A SCAREDY-CAT & see who replies.

SO... re-post this as "No Guts, No Glory REVISED!", as it doesn't matter if you're a peace-keeper, currently in a feud, or simply living life as it is.

You opened it so you HAVE to repost it! A test of your bravery! And theirs too. >=3

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XDDDD loka ka Karla! *reposts*

I had been so happy these past few weeks. Ecstatic. In pure bliss. This is not right. Something's wrong. This is out of control. This is not what things are supposed to be.

I am deleting- no, hiding. Everything. Changing. Anything. This is not real. It's way off balance. I don't want this.

I DON'T WANT THIS!

Hence.

This.

Is.

Where.

I.

Disappear.

I have to be down. Lie low. Or vanish. I just don't like this. I know. My happiness is so high- and all things that float should fall. I don't want to fall. I don't want to make that moment come. So let me make myself fall. Let me do this before I snap.

Just let me go.

Thank you for letting me be part of your lives. The community. The family. I want to be happy- but not like this. This is wrong. Don't contact me. Stay away. Out of touch. I need space. This is crippling me. I need space. I need time.

Don't go... don't stay away from me 'that' way... but please. Let me do this.

Let me go.

Thank you all. I need to rest. Be at peace. NO, I am not going to stupidly kill myself. I just need... space.

Lots of it.

This is where I vanish- for the moment.

Consider this my last moment. I need to fix myself before I join you. I don't want to say things. No drama, no drama, no shit, no shit.

I love you all.

Okay. Whew. Before I type away, let me, with pride, declare that...

WE WON! 2nd place, but, WE WON!
okay. There. Whew.
Not bad for a group who just started- with all the new members and such.

With five inch heels...
bulky costume...
And heck, my right eye's strong but it's covered~ my left eye's depth perception sucks so i CAN trip. (i did on stage. XD sinipa ko nalang yung akuma just to make it look like I didn't trip anyway.)

SIGILIANS... my cosplay community family, CONGRATULATIONS!

THe planning, hardwork, creativity- everything paid off. May I just comment on everyone, from our group then?

Let's start with Kyna.

Kyna is our "mother"- the leader, planner. she's the most concerned when it comes to detail, costume, script, etc. THe whole skit was conceptualized by Kyn, Mao, and Bowie, plus some last minute touches by everyone. Kyn's our Toge- aka, Allen Walker. Thank you, Toge, for letting me be your '18 year old older brother'. *wink* And best of all, thank you for bringing back my confidence. ALthough it's far-fetched from cosplay- still... it's a boost of morale. Thank you.

Mao. Mao is our all arounder- that is, script writer, sounds engineer, stunt coordinator, stunt man, timing guide, blow-outer (blowjobber XD), yaoi lord, coordinator, costume and props coordinator. Whew. Lots of job, lolo. Mao is our Komui- hell the character fits him. Most of the time during the con, he kept on holding our innocence. Fixing it. Really. Thank you for standing up as our guide, Mao. For the care, support, optimism- hell, we steal our energy from you. Thank you.

Hevu-mama/ Ayet/ Ha-san/ Hasang/ MAMA-SAN! Over all mother. Without her, we would have no props. BUT other than that, mama is our foundation. Without her, maybe, we already collapsed and broke down earlier on. I would like to thank her for every help she did- not just to me, but for the whole group- that is, giving you a hug when you feel down, squeezing your arm for you to gain self control, fixing your your wig, making sure your costumes are in place... maalaga si mama. THank you for that, Ha-san.

Lyron- Hey, my Lord-like props maker, aka sisshou. Thank you for the creativity. I never imagined you could make such. MAny said my hammer's the best. (I told them my hammer needs viagra because it's bending). THey asked me how I made it- I said, Lyron made it. I forgot to mention your surname though. Hey... you fogot to sign it!!! You should sign it when we see each other again, sisshou. THank you, Lyron.

Jenny and Harvey- though you weren't able to join us that day, thank you for the support and the care. I find it sweet with you going around, ensuring we're okay, we're comfy. THank you for the tarsier- hey other than that, thank you for the hospitality, for entertaining us even at your own homes- ang gulo namin- for caring of my hammer- sorry i can't take it home, it needs to be a squatter for a while. T_T THank you for the food, for letting us have our seats when we're all too tired, for letting us breathe when everything's too congested- for ensuring everything goes alright. THank you for the support, both of you. THank you.

Nixxie and Luc- Rarely do I say I look good- but DAMN- without the self-love which pollutes minds of some, I say, I DID look good yesterday. Napakinis mo ako. Hahah. Other than being our make-up god, you were also a great confidante- giving a hug when necessary, patting our backs just to say we should go on, being supportive. For boosting our egos. For cheering on. Thank you for walking with us.

And now, the characters~

Bowie- aka Tyki. I don't have to say the thing- I've said it for the nth time, but hell, let me- I love you, and I am so proud of you. Congratulations on your debut hon- all of us made it. Hey, everyone, he contributed a lot- I swear, parts of our skit won't be made up if not for his ideas and crazy magician antics. Thank you for being supportive honey. Although I literally forced you to be our Tyki, I'm glad you complied- AND joined in, AND most importantly, enjoyed. See you soon~ I love you.

Kiro- ang KANDA mo~ and Kanda kanda mo! XD Regards to chesca~ Thank you for backing us up, and giving us a break when it is very much needed.

Paul and Ara- Aww, sweet- though I always think Krory is doing something pervy whenever he hugs Eliade. THank you for checking us out if we're alright- lol the guy who speaks Boholano is weird. THank you for helping me shun him. And Ara, please get well soon! Paul, thank you for nursing us back to 'health' physically, and emotionally. THank you for being one of the pillars!

Millenium Earl- stuffed toy~ I'm sorry if I frequently lie down and snuggle at your costume when you removed it. Lambot eh! naks, I heard yoru Hero interview- ENGLISH! Paburger ka naman! We missed you at dinner. THank you for TYki's top hat. Thank you. THANK YOU~

Sumi-san- Your sacrifice, we truly appreciate. Same with your last minute inputs- it made the skit fun, really. Sorry if we always B.I. you. ^^; it's just that, it's hard without a cute Lena lee hanging around. See you on the next shoot~ Btw, I don't remember your BF's name- please extend my thanks to him as well. Be good at school~

Adi- Bak-chan~ thank you for the inspiration. For being calm when things aren't supposed to be serene, for being sexy when all the fatness in this world looms lol- KAYA siguro pumapayat si mama dahil naiinspire din sayo! ANd... hey. I hate to say this. But, thank you for calling me Joyce. It reminds me of- well, being happy as a kid, when everything seemed to be okay. THanks, Adi.

Kura- thanks for the assistance- and for being our 'sweet and bubbly' Road Camelot. Your 'cheerfulness' kind'a lifts us all up- though really, it's too much IC. But it's swell, I guess. Just fine.

Our dear photogs, Biboy, Erving, and the two other guys~ Thank you, not just for the photos, but for the support and cheers~ though you've seen most of our group's tragedies, thank you for being patient with us.

M3con theme, especially, cosplay marshalls- I'M SO SORRY IF I talked back and scolded you as well, it's just that, everything's too noisy, and I know- you're doing your jobs, but, really, it is such a headache with all the noise and megaphones blaring. I'm sorry if I snapped and talked back. ^^; At the end of the con though, I'm happy that I was able to talk and apologize to some of you guys. See you again, next time!

Cosplayers I've met- see you soon, again! And for the girl who made us do a LOT of fanservice... -_-; post it all! XD XD XD

Welcome home, DSLR! *hugs* It's my first (and God, it's... ugh.. T-T)

It's beautiful! *hugs more* It cost me a lot though- well, less than what I projected in mind but it's still a lot! (600USD in one snap) T-T Oh well. Hahaha. It's well worth it.

Any tips on OLYMPUS DSLRs?

I've here a set of questions. I dare anyone to answer.

1. WHY do people backstab- when frontal attacks are better?

2. WHY do people blame other people for their own faults?

3. WHY do people criticize other people, when, they themselves have worse faults?

4. IF a person is just giving, and open, and friendly- WHY do some ASSHOLES call him/ her 'brainless'? (God this is sick.)

5. WHY is thinness a pre-requisite?

6. WHY are there people who take pleasure on hurting other people- emotionally, that is?

7. EVERYTIME that there are conflicts, WHY do some people 'invent' their own 'disorders'? (Like, saying, you're depressed, on meds, and shit, when you didn't come. etc.)

8. WHY can't some people move on easily from past grievances?

9. WHEREVER did they get the terms 'forgive and forget'- whilst, this is not really possible?

10. DOES having too much sex remove the context of 'making love', thus, making it not so special?

11. WHY do girls often end up abusing their BF's kindness/ stupidity?

12. IS IT TRUE that a guy's gf is his most trusted person- in most cases?

13. WHY do trash-mouthed people exist?

14. WHY are 'tolerable-faced girls' often bitchy?

15. WHY are some people so insecure, especially, when someone they know 'improves' him/ herself? Even if they're 'friends'?

Go answer. I want to find out.

I'm getting my DSLR in *couts* 10 hours!!!! XD XD XD Now I say wrawr~ *hugs coming DSLR*

harvey, thanks.

I’m a leech. A very happy leech, in fact.

 

Why? Bingo! Good question chap. It’s because I’m such a good sucker, I help relieve everyone. May it be spunk, shit, happiness or freedom- I suck it all in. Then it vanishes. And boom, you’re not human. May I just say I suck humanity in and spit godliness out?

 

I am an energy vampire. Attention succubus. Negativity whore. In a positive way since it’s for YOU. And you want it. WantED it. Call me stuff, c’mon, I challenge you. Dare to mess with me and I’d take the first three steps- before you even plan to, I’ve messed you up already. So badly, I hope, to the point of non-recovery. Muweheh.

 

And you tell me I’m insane? How beautiful those words are from your mouth. Me, insane? Oui. But..  My God, have you seen yourself lately? What I did was positive reinforcement. See… I sensed your weakness. You’re precious to me- special, even, so I sucked it in me. So you could be non-human. Weaknesses, after all, make us fragile. Make us easily broken. And I don’t want that for you. You’re way too better for that.

 

So I took it in me. Made you believe. Made you stronger, hopefully. Made you feel beautiful. Loved. Given you the attention you need and wanted. Oh well, let me, with air, say, that I kind of ‘completed’ your days. What are friends for huh? Let me use the line I love most- ‘We’re family anyway.’

 

And so, there you are, happy on your own feet. I say, whoa, I felt used. But it’s okay if you just disappear on me. It’s my purpose anyway. You once called me your ‘quick release’ Your Deus ex machina. I could catch any problem of yours. Any rant, it’s okay. I’m a very attentive bunny with uber big ears. It’s okay. I felt like Atlas carrying the world for you, and for God’s sake, I even helped you get that effing golden apple. Damn you Hercules. Hey. It’s okay.

 

I’m a leech anyway. And I love being that.

 

For friends.

 

For family.

 

For acquaintances.

 

(I get my benefits but~ it’s a different story.)

 

Just smile, look high, and be proud. Somehow, I ate up your humanity. BE happy, you’re stepping up to lordship. *winks*

 

Ne, ne, just tell me one thing. Did you enjoy the ride? Because I did.

This started with INNOCENCE HOTDOG. Don't ask.

One Two Three
Asawa ni MARIE
Araw Gabi
Walang Panty

Now I wonder. -_-;

The rain is making me type randomness. I'm flooding. Blah.

Do explain, senhora pequena, que seu problema?
Was it just me, or were you really trying to instigate something?
I am confused- massively perplexed, porque você me odeia?
Seria me errado tornasse branco? When you expected all along. Hmm.
Now wouldn't that be strange.
For you were meu uma borboleta doce? I wonder then.

Girls, would you agree?
Boys, yeah you should really consider the stuff you're about to read.

HAHAHAH!! Okay, game.

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When she stares at your mouth
[ Kiss her ]

When she's quiet
[ Ask her whats wrong ]

When she ignores you
[ Give her your attention ]

When she pulls away
[ Pull her back ]

When you see her at her worst
[ Tell her she's beautiful ]

When she's scared
[ Protect her ]

When she pushes you or hits you like a dumb ass cuz she thinks shes stronger than you
[ Grab her and don't let go ]

When she starts cursing at you tryin to act all tuff
[ Kiss her and tell her you love her ]

When you see her start crying
[Just hold her and dont say a word ]

When you see her walking
[ Sneak up and hug her waist from behind ]

When she steals your favorite hat
[ Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night]

When she teases you
[ Tease her back and make her laugh ]

When she doesn't answer for a long time
[ Reassure her that everything is okay ]

When she looks at you with doubt
[ Back yourself up ]

When she says that she loves you
[SHE REALLY DOES, MORE THAN YOU COULD UNDERSTAND!!!]

When she grabs at your hands
[ Hold her's and play with her fingers ]

When she bumps into you
[ Bump into her back and make her laugh ]

When she tells you a secret
[ Keep it safe and untold ]

When she looks at you in your eyes
[ Don't look away until she does ]

When she reposts this bulletin
[ She wants you to read it ]

- Stay on the phone with her even if she's not saying anything.

- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go

- When she says she's ok dont believe it, talk with her

- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her

- Treat her like she's all that matters to you.

- Stay up all night with her when she's sick.

- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think it's stupid.

- Give her the world.

- Let her wear your clothes.

- When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.

- Let her know she's important.

- Kiss her in the pouring rain.

- When she runs up to you crying, the first thing you say is; "Whose ass am I kicking baby?"