When you start to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self,any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevan
"She was filled with regret before she died. She felt like she’d failed us as a mother tremendously."
"Did she say something to you about it?"
"She never said anything, so I don’t have any tangible proof that she had regrets. But she had a very bad substance abuse problem. And I know she always wanted to be a good mother. So I separate my mom from her disease. I always imagine that my mom and an alcoholic were living in the same body. And I know that my mom loved us. And that she hated the alcoholic."
No more playing games, no more.
We are the Yongs, we don’t cut cakes the conventional way 🔨
My mum turns 21 today, yay! A woman of incredible resilience, adaptability and wisdom - she’s not only street-smart but gorgeous, hardworking, sociable and loyal.
Thank you mum for giving me so much space, freedom and trust to experience my life the way I want to. You have never questioned my decisions and restricted me in any way. This has definitely allowed me to be independent and deal with adversities more confidently.
妈咪，你永远是我最大的靠山 🌄 (at ❤️)
Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.