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"One day you'll leave this world behind

So live a life you will remember."

- Avicii

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@daviddevilla10

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"One day you'll leave this world behind

So live a life you will remember."

- Avicii

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@m.n.l_litratista

#𝙙𝙚𝙜𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙨 #lightroom #lighting #lrclass_ph #inframeph #🇵🇭 #mvexplore #urbanlegendsph #taguigcity #manilaphilippines #aesthetic #manilabased #🇵🇭♥️ #manilavisualexplore #wethepvblic #sixtythirdvisuals #sixtythree #thephotosociety #nightowl #nightshooters #lights #inbetween #vibes #aesthetic #purpleaesthetic

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"Never knowin' what lies ahead"

- South Border

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@d.e.g.d._visuals

@m.n.l_litratista

#𝙙𝙚𝙜𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙨 #lightroom #🇵🇭#lightroomedits #wethepvblic #sixtythirdvisuals #manilabased #manilavisualexplore #explore #inbetween #aesthetic #purpleaesthetic #urbanphotography #urbanlegendsph #nightphotography #nightowl #nightlife #thephotosociety #igcolor #grammersph #inframephotography #taguig #bgc #bonifacioglobalcity #uptown #aestheticsph

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Kaleidoscope world

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The amazing digital art of Tiago Calliari

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Nighthawk : a person who habitually is active late at night

#Night #aesthetic #nightsky #ddvshots #photography #photographer

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Aesthetic

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#photographer #litratista #pinoyphotographer

#Pilipinasmovement #neverstopcreatingart #nevergonnastopneverwill

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Wreck It Ralph 2: Books Vis Dev by Luca Pisanu

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Lucid Dreaming

#cyberpunk #nightphotography #ddvshots #manila #BonifacioGlobalCity #@daviddevilla on instagram #nightlife #Photography #photographer #mnl #pilipinas

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“Sometimes I feel like I’m stuck on a ferris wheel. One minute I’m on the top of the world, the next I’m at rock bottom. Over and over, all day long.”

A Point of View of a girl who’s lost

We are all mysterious in our own little way. We all have secrets to keep and secrets to share. So here’s mine.

As a kid, I usually love to play outside. (like normal kids do of course). I love to play different kinds of games from hop scotch, tag, play house and a lot more. I love my friends so much. And ever since, they became one of my happiness. I love to share everything that I’ve got. From toy cars to barbie dolls. ( I know barbies are expensive, yeah my mom got angry lol) I really believed that everyone deserves to have the happiness I’m receiving. Or so I thought it was.

Grade school came. Same old self. The kind, the giving, the optimistic self that I am. But, everything changed. I was bullied. I was called different kinds of names. It was my first time being called terrible names. Being taken away from your friends is sad. But I thought they were really my friends. At an early age, I tried so hard to be like them. But still, I can’t. I got made fun of and got called names. I even got blamed. And everything just seemed a blur to me. And that’s why I transfered schools.

6th grade came. A fresh new start. New set of friends and a new background. Inch by inch, I’m already coming back. It’s not that intense but I was becoming jolly again. I met new friends along the way. They were so fun to be with. They were there for me when I’m in need. But still, I was wrong. I thought they were true, still they stabbed me in the back, spread rumors and well, bully me in social media. I was starting to feel weird. It felt like I have no worth. I felt like life isn’t worth fighting for. I’ve done things I didn’t except to do. And kept it all for myself because my innocent mind knew I’ll get better, again. It was a rough start but I got the hang of it in the end. All thanks to my friends who really stayed with me. Who knew me better than what other people are saying.

Junior Year came so fast. Who would’ve thought that I would conquer the feeling that I’ve felt at an early age. I became so happy. I’ve got to choose who my real friends are. I’ve got everything that I’ve wished for. I’ve done my years by being active in school activities and joining clubs and organizations. Let’s just say it was my time. My year. My outcoming. I came out of my shell and I just love life and started to do what I really love. I’ve been a part of a lot of squads because I’m that friendly and I really love hanging out with other people rather than staying at home doing nothing. All the laughter and the “kulitans” with them, made my life memorable.

But inch by inch, as I reached 10th grade, everything became a blur. I questioned myself.

“am I really happy?”

“is this even true? Is this even me?”

“am I worth it?”

“do I really love what I’m doing?”

“are my friends even real? Or are they just here because they need something from me?”

Then, I just lost it. I lost myself that easily. I became so fragile. I questioned everything. I became weak.

I didn’t know what to do myself. I became so sensitive. One of my friends got the chance to tell me the truth and I just lost it. My closest friend told me I was this kind of girl who just loves to leave behind. And all the hurtful things he can say to me. But little did he know, I was slowly leaving myself.

That was the day that I tried to took my life. That was the day that triggered me from all the thoughts in my head that was loaded. All the negativity that has been stored was released in a way that I was scared to do and didn’t expect to do. I was numb. I can’t feel anything. And I wasn’t thinking of anybody anymore. Not until my brother found me.

As days, weeks and months pass. I became sensitive and fragile. The old girl was not here. I tried to find her just like my mom and adviser would tell me. I was not myself. I forgot the things I usually do. From vlogging, to being that extra student who’s so extra in activities. But that? That’s just inside of me. I tried. I tried to keep things for myself and hide all the pain away. I tried to make everyone believe that I can do it. I’m making progress. I tried. I tried to be fake as possible.

And with that trying, I’m losing myself even more. From all the sunshines and happiness in the morning to the silent cries at night. I was ashamed. I was weak. I was scared to fight what’s eating me out. I was scared to go and fight the darkness that’s been inside me all this time. And now, he won. He took over and slowly ruins me.

I was this girl who loves the world. Who’s full of adventure. Who’s at the top of the world.

I was this girl who is weak and was so scared to fight. Who’s been at rock bottom all this time.

I was this girl who loves her friends so much. Who cares for their happiness rather than my own.

I was this girl who is constantly battling with herself and hoping that someday she would regain her throne again.

I was this girl who loves to make jokes and laughs around with others.

I’m this girl who’s there for people who are in need.

I’m this girl who is naive to think that everyone is there for me.

I’m this girl who still pretends.

And now, I’m still this girl. Who’s still thinking of her worth. Who’s thinking of life. The life that she would want to end.

From the girl who still finds herself.

-M.C

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Poetry: Ilaw by Monica Chelsey