Slow Jam Sundays with some of my favorite people.

“Close your eyes, stand backwards off the edge of something high, spread your arms and fall…feel the wind blow against your face, the ground goes away and wings start to grow from your back…you’re flying, flying away and you’re free~ exhale, that is life…the crappy feelings are the ground…but you are you. i hope that one day you’ll find your wings, they need not grow because you already have it, you just need to find it…” — Alex “Beeej” Lim (May 6, 1985 - March 19, 2007)

It’s been six whole years my dear friend. I hope you found the peace, love, and happiness that you so willingly searched for on this earth. You’ve made the definition of a good friend hard to come by. I don’t really have the words, that I used to so effortlessly write, to describe both the happiness and struggle I have gone through to get me where I am today. But I can say that every time I’ve been at the end of my threshold, ready to give up, I am reminded with that excerpt you wrote me up top, that it’s alright to fall because I have enough strength to find my way back up to the top. I never realized it before but I want to thank you for being my wings. When all the world has stopped and I no longer have the refuge I am looking for, I know that you are somewhere present flying me back to try life all over again. Love and miss you lots!

— Joyce

(Friend’s Instagram: adelynncupino)

13 years later and she’s still the only girl who can extend my jokes to the point of no return, can finish even the most oddest of my sentences, and love me like I love her more than …chocolate.

Life literally gave me a “sister from another mister” (since I didn’t have one growing up) and I am sooo fuckin’ thankful.

— A few words from a sentimental friendship. Haha!

She’s my little tender #bronie.. Sad that the Seattle/Portland trip is over, but forever grateful for the fun memories!

Revel Room, Gastown - Vancouver, BC

Let me tell ya bout my best friend… :)

I’m usually the happy one and he’s usually the grumpy one. When alcohol is involved we do a role reversal. Not saying that I’m an angry drunk. I just have a more strong opinionated perception with a little bit of courage juice. Ha!