I will stay gentle
no matter what I endure,
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It was a sad day.

Years ago, my grandpa died today. He’s the one who forced a pencil in my hand and made me draw. Years later, I was a part of the programs at the fine arts museum, art club and always went to an after school art class held at Marshall middle school.

He’s also the reason I love cats. Whenever I would cry, he’d grab the family cat and start making them do a dance and he did it so well, I smiled every time. It’s a rare and special trait for men to like cats. It shows they’re really one of a kind.

He also made instant ramen for me and Kelsey almost every day for lunch. He didn’t really know how to make much of anything else and I definitely don’t blame him. He’s the reason I have a love for ramen, the instant kind as well as the fresh kind. He wouldn’t let me have anything to drink though. Only until after I was done with my soup because the broth is already something to drink technically.

He was an amazing artist, he had a serious gift for drawing, painting and writing. He also read and studied the bible everyday. He wasn’t always a great husband or father but he made up for it later by being the best grandfather he could be to me and my sisters.

It was sad to find out he had passed and I couldn’t even go to his funeral. It was sad to see my mom fall apart so much especially after losing her sister the same year. But it was nice to know that he knew his time was coming and took my grandma out for one last hurrah.

They stayed out the entire night and didn’t care to check in with anyone, they didn’t have a care in the world. It was just them, no one else.They talked and talked for hours before finally going to sleep. Then that morning he had passed alone and peacefully in his bed while my grandma left to the kitchen to fix up some hot tea. She left for five minutes and just like that, he was gone.

I’ll always miss my grandpa and I hope he’s still around somehow. I hope I die of old age knowing I lived fully and loved hard. I hope I leave the world satisfied just like he did.
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One of the cruelest things you can do to another person is pretend you care about them more than you really do. Douglas Coupland (via lunarm0xie)

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I knew we found love at 5 AM. Our short phone call had turned into 6 hours long. You had to get up in a few hours but you stayed on the phone with me all night. My cheeks hurt from smiling so hard into my cell phone and my eyes were drooping and I couldn’t stop yawning but my heart was wide awake.

I knew we found love under a frozen sky. My lips were frosty and chapped, but you still kissed me anyway. I could see our passionate frantic breaths between each kiss, your spit froze onto my face but I couldn’t care less. I was blushing, but I don’t think you could tell because we were so flushed from the cold.

I knew we found love the day I met your family. At dinner they kept asking me questions and I was so nervous that I could barely even respond. My hand was shaking so hard that you held it under the table to calm me down. When they weren’t looking you mouthed “I love you” to me and without hesitation I mouthed it back.

I knew we found love during our first fight. My mouth was sore from screaming and my eyes stung from the tears that trickled endlessly down my face. You wrapped your arms around me so tightly that I wasn’t sure where I started and you began. You softly whispered I’m sorry into my ear and I frowned. Not because I was still angry about what happened, but because I knew no matter what you did, I’d always be yours.

I knew we found love, when you touched me in a way that no one else had before. Your hands wandered across me, as if you knew exactly where they needed to be. Your dilated pupils looked at me through the dark and shimmered. You grinned. There was no turning back.

I knew I lost love, when you wiped the tears off my cheek, and the only word that left my mouth was “stay”. I watched you walk away into the street from my window, I slid down the wall and felt my heart slowly stop. Everything was dark and cold. I wanted you so bad. It’s just the feelings were still there but you weren’t.

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Don’t ever feel bad for making a decision that upsets other people. You are not responsible for their happiness. You are responsible for your happiness. Isaiah Henkel  (via lovequotesrus)

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I’d try to explain that it’s not really negativity or sadness anymore, it’s more just this detached, meaningless fog where you can’t feel anything about anything — even the things you love, even fun things — and you’re horribly bored and lonely. Allie Brosh  (via strangefatality)

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One day I’ll wake up and be glad I did Something I have to keep reminding myself (via wanksclub)

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Do you just ever love a person so much

But not in a sexual/romantic way

You just love them so much it’s not even a friendship

It’s like they’re your sibling or a platonic soul mate

You don’t want to make out with them or do sexual things

You just want to keep them close to you and protect them and be their friend for life

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