#tomyparents

[skycoffeetraveladdict]

I know I didn't make you proud. 😭😔💔

[raeofsunshineblog-blog2]

Why I Want To Shave My Head, A Detailed List To Reassure My Parents I’m Not In A Life Crisis

Because Hair Grows Back- I’ve never been afraid of or had any regrets about cutting or dying my hair, ever. I’ve been thinking about doing this for at least a year now consciously, probably longer in the back of my mind.

To Gain Self Confidence- I’ve had quite the journey trying love myself for who I am because of standards and stereotypes and past instances in high school, and since around this time two years ago I’ve grown incredibly and want to continue that growth. Not having hair to hide behind will help force myself to be unapologetically myself. 

Maintenance- my hair will grow back healthier; I will save so much time and money not having to style it for a while and I won’t have to battle with it for five minutes or more before I go for a run.

Trying New Things- I will literally get to experience every length of hair and experiment with new hairstyles and techniques!

The Timing Is Almost Perfect- the timing for these kinds of decisions will never be perfect but considering I’m home for about five months now means I have time to get used to it. Also, doing it now while I’m in college and not in a completely professional environment just makes slightly more sense.

Doing Something for Myself- I’m absolutely calling myself out as a people pleaser and a giver, and a lot of the time I forget to prioritize my personal needs and emotions and energy over others. This decision is not to please or get attention or abide by anyone else, it is just for me

[plutolittleplanetwithabigheart]

The skys awake, so I'm awake

Every person on Tumblr after midnight

[princericosuave]

As I wake up I gotta give my rents love shout out to yall you know creating a legend and shit #shoutout #tomyparents #fornot #usinga #condom #andforcreating #afuckinglegend #workflow #feelingmyself

[kerishe]

What if? What if he never proposed? What if you never said yes? What if he didn't find you after running away right before the wedding day? What if he didn't convince you that you would always be his #favouritegirl ? What if that simply wasn't enough? What if your heart was too broken to let him in? What if he didn't love you enough to search for you and forever make you his? I grew up in a family with so much love. It wasn't perfect, they weren't perfect people. Bad decisions, good decisions, tough decisions, but all decisions were done out of love. A love so strong that not even death will ever shake it. There could be a million more #whatifs ... like what if I wasn't the best accident you both ever received? Hahaha... I love u two so much. Time has not made this easier but only more real. It has made me identify that death is inevitable and what's important is how we choose to live our lives in this moment. Tomorrow is promised to noone. Who knew that this time last year you were taking your last breaths... struggling to go but confident that you were leaving your beloved in Good hands... God's hands. May our Lord continue to have mercy on your soul (and daddy's) and may He draw us (your children) even closer to Him, as we wait for the day we meet you both again. #tomyparents #iloveyoualways #gonebutnotforgetten #RIP #bestmomever #bestdadever #bestparents #myheartbeats

[nickhinse-blog]

Happy Anniversary to the most wonderful parents i have ever known. You both have done so much for me, and i want you to know that i am working really hard to be able to give back and say thank you. I am sincerely thankful to you Ma and Pa, because you both have been there day after day to make sure my life turned out this way. I owe both of you everything in life. You are the greatest gift God has ever given me, and i cherish you both always. I love you Mama Fely and Papa Ador! You both will always be my one true love!😂 Okie? Don't ever doubt that. Thank you for supporting me. Thank you for taking care of me. Thank you for not giving up on me.. And most of all, Thank you for loving me unconditionally❤️ Happy 30th Anniversary!!!😘❤️🎉🎊👏 #tomyparents #anniversary #thankful #love #family #postoftheday (at Terminal 2 Dxb Airport)

[mexrockerita82-blog]

Because with out them, I wouldn't be the WOMAN I am today. My parents; who have encouraged me to do WHATEVER the fuck I want, who have loved me despite all the mistakes I've made. To my mother, who has been the greatest role model any one could ask for, the epitome of "Strong, independent Woman" who taught me to stand on my own two feet above anything and anyone. A woman who's motto I carry with me EVERYWHERE, "Por pendeja me caigo, pero por CABRONA me levanto." To my most amazing dad who instilled in me and my sisters to NEVER let ANYONE treat us less than. A man who made sure his girls knew not to let a man talk down to them, a man who taught me that I am equal to any man, and capable of accomplishing anything I put my mind to. He taught me hard work and dedication and best of all taught me to NOT let anyone FUCK with me no matter who they were. 😂 HAPPY #InternationalWomensDay to all those great women who stand for something, fight the obstacles, work hard, make a difference in some way and take no shit! 👊 #ToMyTocayas #ToMyParents #VivaLaMujer #VivaYo #Mexrockerita

[iloveonlyyou]

It's not that I'm not that kind of person; it's that I made you think so, and I don't want you to think I changed. I've always been this, but I never showed because I know you'd not approve.

[ohdanggnikkayy]

Sorry, Not Sorry.

Sorry if me constantly correcting your grammar annoys you. I blame how I was always placed into English Language Development classes throughout all of elementary. I blame how no matter how well I did on those evaluation tests, they still continued to think I wasn’t good enough because I didn’t speak much, because I was too quiet. I blame how they would be so quick to point out the one thing that was wrong in my work. I blame how they would never tell me all the things I did right, so I had to reassure myself. I blame how they kept shoving prefixes, roots, suffixes, syllables, their, they’re, there, to, too, two, a, and an down my throat as if I wasn’t already choking. So, sorry, not sorry.

Sorry if I’m boring and the party pooper because I refuse to drink alcohol. I blame the images that I see of him drenched in sweat with blood shot eyes. I blame the yells, cries, & screams that made their way past my ear drums & attacked my heart full on. I blame the bangs and the thuds that made my heart race. I blame the tears that still feel and taste fresh. I blame the cashing of welfare checks to simply do nothing but gamble and get drunk. I blame the countless notices of evictions, yet the only thing still on his mind was alcohol. Alcohol. Alcohol. I blame the wretched smell of booze combined with the foam that oozed out of his mouth during his seizures. So, sorry, not sorry.

Sorry if I get defensive when you crack some sort of Asian joke or say an Asian stereotype, especially if you’re Asian and you’re the one saying it. Because it’s then that I blame you. I blame you for allowing others to think that the stereotypes must be true because you’re a person of color saying it. I blame you for allowing others to think that it’s completely okay to generalize an entire people because you’re a person of color generalizing your own people. I blame how you continue to label your people with standards that make us failures in their eyes because we all cannot meet them. I blame you for your ignorance, for not taking your time to think before you speak. I blame you for not realizing how it negatively affects your people. YOUR people. My people. So, sorry, not sorry. 

Sorry if all you ever hear me rant about is the struggles of my people. I blame how there were hundreds of thousands of bombing runs to the small countries of Laos, Cambodia, & Vietnam, equivalent to a plane load of bombs being dropped every 8 minutes for 9 years. I blame how there are still people, who fought alongside of the U.S., hiding for their lives in the jungles of these countries to this day. I blame how their was a mass genocide of one entire nation and it’s still not talked about in our schools. I blame how it’s almost been 4 decades and the Secret War still remains a secret. I blame how my family was forced to flee their beloved homeland because it had been raped by American bombs. I blame how they had to leave the only world they knew to only be stamped as a family of “REFUGEES”. I blame how I was forced to grow up so quick, reading eviction warnings, filling out documents at the doctor’s office, and translating for my parents. I blame how America’s way of apologizing to my people was bringing us into their foreign land to only place us in the most poverty-stricken, crime-filled ghettos. I blame how my parents couldn’t get jobs because they didn’t know English but knew 5 other languages. I blame how he was stripped of his dignity, no longer feeling like a father because he couldn’t provide for his family and turned to alcohol. I blame how access to medical care was limited, so the image of her grabbing onto her throat, gasping for air with her face all swollen and red because of an allergic reaction due to over the counter drugs is engraved in a part of my brain. I blame how employers took advantage of my people paying them much less than minimum wage because they knew that we’d do anything for a little money. I blame how people constantly assume that I am Chinese because they don’t even know that my people, Southeast Asians, exist. I blame how my people were robbed of their voices to talk and the few who are left with voices, their voices go ignored, unheard. So, sorry, NOT sorry.

Sorry that I didn’t take the time to realize all of this sooner. I blame how all I wanted to do was be a part of the American society. I blame how I neglected my culture. I blame how I didn’t make the time to learn about my roots. I blame how I was embarrassed by the fact that yhall couldn’t speak English. I blame how I never took the time in my previous years to ask yhall about your stories. I blame how I was always such a bitter girl because yhall weren’t able to provide me with the things other kids at school had. I blame how I was so selfish only thinking about how hard life was for me, & not about how difficult life is for yhall. I blame how I never told yhall that I loved you too when yhall didn’t just tell me, but showed me that yhall did by giving me your food, providing a roof over my head, working the graveyard shift as janitors, and never giving up. So Ah’Maa, Txiv, sorry, I’m sorry.

[luckychaaarm]

Umaarte na naman ako! Special thanks to @stylepaletteshop for my skull jacket, @solafideshoes for my fabulous shoes, #aldoph for my gold watch and #tomyparents sa mukha kong to at sa "gandang ganda sa sarili feeling"! 😜 Have a nice day! 💙

[annieindie]

Ok!! This is graeat!!! #purse #mulberry #thanksagain #tomyparents #sohappy

[baozhits]

You don't have the right to talk. You certainly don't. You supposed to know me well, we are together physically from the very beginning but you know nothing about me. You don't understand me. I bet you don't even have any idea of what had happen to me and what's happening to me as well to my emotions. You said I am so forgetful? In all kind of circumstances both of you only know how to blame and never to listen. i do not think that everything is about the matter of age. Do you even know what I am thinking? Do you even know how I feel? I've have been in this state quite a few times but both of you never had clue. Other kids will have theirs listen to them and comfort them. But in our case it's only you who can tell what's right even you don't know what complete situation is, it doesn't matter because what you say is what should always be right. You think I am such a shame? Don't worry that is what I think about myself too but do you really need to make me feel even worse? How bout the other stuff you tells me? Can you explain that? I tried to reason out all of that by myself but none of my possible answer has any hint of validity, they can only hurt. If I have to tell you everything that is on my mind right now it'll be really hard to end. But I hope there could be a kind of a magical kind of wind that will blow both of you softly and will make you give even just a little thought about things~ the other way. Merry Christmas ~

[90zkuxx-blog]

One day!☝🙏 Might not mean today, nor might it mean tomorrow, but I do promise that I WILL make you proud!!! 💪✊👌😌 #ToMyParents #MakeYouProud #ProudParents #OneDay #GiveItTime #Strive #Determination #Drive #MyParents

[hannahaguilar]

missie is going to a new home today! 👋 #tomyparents

[annieindie]

Ya' know what i mean!! #happy #present #watch #marcjacobs #yessir #imsoexcited #thanks #tomyparents #unomasamipequeñacoleccion