Never try to hold her down

My mom carried me for nine months. She felt sick for those months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell & her skin stretch. She teared. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and she even suffered many sleepless nights. She then went through excruciating pain to bring me into this world. Then, she became my nurse, my chef, my maid, my chauffeur, my biggest fan, my teacher & my best friend. She’s struggled for me, cried over me, hoped the best for me and prayed for me. Most of us take our mom for granted. Reblog if you love your mom more than anything else in the world.

(Source: romanceinthedarkness, via viviannnngo)

crystalliciouss:

Lyrics to - “You’re It” - Gabe Bondoc/Ramiele Malubay :

we can build a fort out of pillows in our living room
lay tag in the kitchen like we used to do
I can hide, you seek.. come find me

we can take our bikes to the park, you know the one downtown?
we can swing in the swings until the sun goes down
nothing’s changed with age

you’re still as lovely as the first day

i told my mama you’d be mine one day
i’d be your everything, could not wait
i’m so happy to say i was right

you…
are the only, for me
I’ve known for so long
You…
make me feel right, child like
I’m right where i belong
with you

teach me how to jump rope, i can teach you how to climb
play ball, then you can help me color in the lines
always knew, we’d make, a great team

i can be the cop, you’re the robber since you stole my heart
or red rover i can wrap you up in my arms
or play house.. in our house

(chorus)

pigtails and hand-me-downs
couldn’t disguise what you’d be
no, no, no…
I saw you then as i see you now
perfect, lovely, worth it to me, all I’d ever need

(chorus)

“i can be the cop, you’re the robber since you stole my heart.”

♥

taureus:

This was ridiculously good.

(Source: midnight-waltz)