There’s so much more about this smile. You just don’t know. This is the web portal of a fifteen-year-old feline who grew whiskers and paws. As much as she loves dwelling in her solemn, gloomy little own world – she is also thought to be a nonsensical and ill-mannered child who eats anything but food.
Yo. It’s Rachee.
Rachelle Angeli B. Marañon for short. HAHA. I love purple. I accept friends and comments. I laugh, I love, I shop, I cry. I do everything I want; I’m still young, wild and free. I know my boundaries, mistakes and flaws. I spill secrets. I’m bubbly. I’m not aiming for the perfect me but the better me. I do what’s right or maybe wrong, but I still make of it. I laugh at myself if I did something silly. I can control my temper and everything that should be controlled. Everyone knows that life is crazy but wonderful. It can be unfair, but not at all times. I can be your worst enemy or best friend. I am weird, but not that simple. I have realized something that I should have been realizing earlier, still seeking for true friends and for my knight in shining armour. Patiently waiting and I wish they’ll come sooner or later. I don’t believe at love at first sight, nor at times even at true love. Everyone has an individual ability to make a person happy, and I can make you happy, but sometimes I can make you cry. Some people hate me but I don’t mind them because they’re insecure. I take many pictures. I had swollen my pride; my past memories are still treasured. You are welcome in my heart and I swore I won’t forget you. Keep that curve on your face; keep smiling!
What do i believe in? I believe in wearing the same jeans as yesterday. I believe in smiling at strangers. In being chaotic and crooked and compassionate. I believe in stars and the way some thousand year old dust of theirs is sitting inside your chest right now. I believe in luck and I believe in something much more marvelous and outside the stretch of my understanding. I believe in the sand beneath my toes. I believe in sun burns and getting your hands dirty. I believe in potential. In fireworks in the bottom of a waterlogged soul. I believe in love and wonder and magic at first sight, at after sight and ever and ever sight, at every single God damn sight. I believe in believing, I believe in reason and lack thereof. I believe in logic and sanity, and everything that undermines it. I believe in music being turned all the way up and the windows rolled down, I believe in things with and without words. I believe in unconditional and I believe in a love that isn’t jealous or selfish. I believe in things this world tells me are foolish, and I believe in them passionately and without apologies. I believe that science can only tell me how and history can only tell me when but neither can tell me why. I believe in being limitless and fascinated than confined and nodding my head. That’s what I believe in.
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