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Kaya hindi pantay mata ko eh, lagi na lang namaamga yung left eye ko paggising ko, pano kasi :(((
They said that when tears where first fell from your left eye, it is caused by sadness. :(((


Posted on 20/Apr/14 Reblog

Eto ata yung unang misunderstanding namin. HAHA.
The 7th :((( anyare ? All of that was just a lie ? Haay.


Posted on 20/Apr/14 Reblog

He knows my favorite star. Rigel :)

Nung pumunta siya sa bahay namin at pauwi na siya, hinatid ko siya sa labas ng bahay, then napatingin kami sa night sky, ang ganda ganda kasi napakadaming stars. Tapos nakita niya yung blue star, haha naalala niya pala na yun yung favorite star ko.


Posted on 20/Apr/14 Reblog

Sabi mo nun sasabihin ko sa’yo pag masama pakiramdam ko. Eh ngayon, wala na. Wala na kong naaaway pag masama pakiramdam ko :( wala na kong nakukulit at nakaakusap pag bored ako sa clinic. Azar.
Pero mas ayos na yun ;)
I always hide this pale me through tints. Haha. “Ah kaya pala maputla ka” ayoko nakakarinig ng ganyan. Azar. Haha. Bat yung ibang may sakit maputi ? Bat ako maputla lang ? Haha unfair.


Posted on 20/Apr/14 Reblog

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH okay backread pa.


Posted on 20/Apr/14 Reblog

Remember the time I almost cried in the car because I told you about how my body is failing and how my mind is doing me more harm than good; how I don’t treat my body like the home I grew up in, but instead I treat it like a decaying ship at the bottom of the sea.

Remember the bruise on my shoulder, and the tender red mark across my collarbone? Remember how you kissed me and I cried, and I tried to tell you what a disaster I am but you wouldn’t listen? Remember how when you met me there was dirt under my skin and ten bodies buried between my teeth?

I woke up this morning and the pressure in my bones was gone; and I could feel spring in my lungs. I hope you know that all the metaphors in my chest spell out your name, and that I’m glowing these days.

Last night the stars told me I should be standing on your porch, waking the neighbors and yelling about how your hands belong in mine, and how I understand what people mean when they say they’re going home.

When I cried in the car, you kissed the back of my hand and told me you’re not letting me go anywhere, that you’ll help me fix my broken body; when I told you that I’m messy on the inside, you kissed my jaw and told me how far from messy I am. And that’s how I knew; this is what they’ve all been talking about. This is what it’s like to know where you belong; this is what it’s like to be home.

 

- did you know that home isn’t four walls and a roof? it’s two hands and a heart that make your blood race. (jl)

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takot sa moo moo yung monster -.-

takot sa moo moo yung monster -.-


Posted on 20/Apr/14 Reblog

Who are you when you’re alone? When no one is watching? What’s left then?

 

- Unknown (via y-urei)

Posted on 20/Apr/14 with 41,439 notes Reblog

I am backreading again. Namimiss nanaman kita. Kamusta na kaya yung monster kong hulk, i mean, hunk pala.

I am backreading again. Namimiss nanaman kita. Kamusta na kaya yung monster kong hulk, i mean, hunk pala.


Posted on 20/Apr/14 with 1 note Reblog

He’s cute. He’s charming. He’s beautiful. He’s smart. He’s selfish. He’s sweet. He’s understanding. He’s caring. He’s childish.
That was my idea of him.


Posted on 20/Apr/14 Reblog

When my friends are asking me kung kamusta kami ni A, ang sinasabi ko lang is matagal na kaming hindi nag-uusap. Ayon, kaso tinatanong pa kasi kung namimiss ko ba, syempre naman oo, sobra, pero ayoko sabihin sa kanila. Ang sinasabi ko lang is “ayos lang”. Mas madali kasing sabihin na lang hindi, kaysa naman sabihin kong oo at magdrama pa ko, maiinis lang sila, maiirita. Tyaka baka sabihin pa nila tatanga tanga nanaman ako. Siya okay na okay tas ako magmumukmok lang. He’s not a loss sabi nga nila. Yeah alam ko naman yon, maybe nanghihinayang lang ako, kasi i should’ve done more kung okay lang sana kami ngayon, andami ko pa kayang balak don, balak gawin ng kasama yon. Haha. Ayan fantasizing nanaman. Kaso yun lang, ako lang, ako lang nag-iisip nun. Siguro someday, kung kanino man.


Posted on 20/Apr/14 Reblog

I just miss how you make me happy, do that again.

 

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You’ll meet her. She’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time. You’ll see, when she smiles, you’ll love her.

 

- Pan’s Labryrinth (via marcescentfleur)


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I deleted some old stuffs. There’s no sense for holding on to those anymore. Dati nanghihinayang ako, ngayon hindi na, wala na kong nararamdamang panghihinayang. I should have more space for the coming new memories.
3:33 am na ngayon, pero hindi pa ko inaantok. Namamangid na yung kamay ko kakascroll at touch dito sa ipad.
Medyo sumama nanaman pakiramdam ngayon. Siguro nagsabay sabay lang yung hyperacidity, dysmenorrhea at gutom ko, i only eat 2 meals a day na lang, misan 1 na lang. Nakakatamad lang.
Yung pakiramdam ko ngayon parang yung umpisa nung naramdaman ko dati, tapos sobrang namilipit at umiiyak ako sa sakit kaya sinugod ako sa ospital ng madaling araw, naconfine, tinusok, nadextrose :( wag naman na sana maulit.


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