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Rivermaya <3 

Eraserheads <3

 mayghad! 

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Facebook says "Do you know ***** *******?"

Oo mas kilala ko pa sayo yan. I've seen his flaws and everything kaso bigla nalang nangiwan.

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Ang dami na talagang nagbago. Parang dati lang bigyan lang ako ng tema nakakapagsulat na ako. Ngayon kahit anong pilit ko sa isang bagay hindi ko kayang magsulat. Well, siguro kaya, pero sobrang gulo ng utak ko. Hindi ko mahanap yung mga tamang salita na dapat gamitin. Kung uso lang sakin ang facebook noon , baka naibahagi ko din sa karamihan ang mga akda ko. Kaso nahihiya ako e , natatakot ako na baka walang sumuporta sa gusto kong gawin. Tina-try ko talaga na ibalik yung hilig ko sa ganitong bagay. Kaya after ko talagang mag Engineering mag e-enroll ako ulit sa UP College of Arts and Letters para i-pursue ‘tong passion ko. Halaaaaa naiiyak ako. Ngayon ko nalang kasi  ulit nasabi ‘to. Parang nakakabuhay ng loob, may pangarap ako, alam ko na yung gusto ko. Konting tiis nalang , unti-unti ko ding matutupad lahat ng pangarap ko. At babalikan ko ‘tong araw na ‘to, malamang Engineer na ako noon at enrolled na sa UP-CAL. <3 

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via @extramadness

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Over.

Its over. My feelings is over for someone like you who has a smile so genuine. Who loves taking care of the situation when it gets harder. Who loves giving advice when I feel lost. For you who was always there when I need you the most. No , these ain’t delusional, for you awaken and restore the love that is lost.

But its over. My tears already dethrone the fire that’s growing. My heart knows this is wrong for I’m too late to say this, I love you. And Im sorry for being the coward that I am.

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What you’ve lost.

You are in the corner sitting , thinking of what ifs that should’ve happened if you just have the courage. If you just know what patience is and know how to deal with your pride. You’ve missed a life full of colors. You could’ve been into paradise right now but you know that you just let those voices in your head drown your soul into despair. Now anything seems worthless to you, that even the sound of your mother crying has nothing to do with that hard head of yours. You cannot call it bad days anymore because bad days passed--while this one, you know that it’ll last.