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Sometimes, you gotta let go of something

for BIGGER OPPORTUNITIES,

for a BETTER YOU.

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Never.

I wish, I can turn back time.

If I could, I wanna go back to the moment when we got to talk.

That talk where it all started.

The stupidity happened.

I became so stupid that I started to have thoughts that I like you, or that you might be having the same feelings that I have here inside.

But I was wrong.

I was the only one looking forward getting to know you.

And then one day, you just left and never talked to me.

I didn’t know what happen.

I wish, I can turn back time.

If I could, I wanna go back when we got to say,

“Hi”

“Hello”

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Pleasure

I’m a masochist. I know he has someone But I kept on believing that I could be the one I know he’s with someone But I can’t help but to scroll through their photographs I know he loves someone But I always long for the feelings that I still have for him It always kills me -over and over And that pain is the only thing But I just couldn’t stop myself It hurts, it does But if he is someone Then I love being hurt

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Oh! Now, it.

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Ang Hapis at Himagsik ni Hermano Puli

Starring: Aljur Abrenica, Louise Delos Reyes, Enzo Pineda

September 21, 2016 in cinemas nationwide.

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But he wouldn’t; more like he can’t

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870 Hours

Salamat sa WALONG-RAAN-AT-PITUMPUNG-ORAS…

na ginugol mo para magkakilala tayong dalawa.

katumbas ng habambuhay ang

maikling panahong iyon.

Di ko alam kung ganito rin ang ramdam mo pero…

gusto ko lang sabihin sa’yo…

na ang mga oras at sandaling kausap kita,

para bang nasa ulap

na walang antok na naramdaman.

Sapagkat sa bawat salita na ‘yong binitawan,

ramdam ko ang saya na roon ko lang na

nadama at nakilala.

Salamat sa WALONG-RAAN-AT-PITUMPUNG-ORAS…

Salamat dahil binigyan mo ako ng pagkakataon na makilala ang isang kagaya mo.

Kagaya mo na nagparamdam sa akin ng mga ulap;

mga ulap na tuluyan ng bumigat

mga ulap na hindi na kinaya ang nararamdaman

mga ulap na kailangan ng ibuhos ang mga luha.

Salamat,

kaibigan.

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We are humans -we were.

We sleep at night, we are awake at day;

that’s how things are supposed to be.

When and why did we become nocturnal creatures?

Like an owl who’s known for its knowledge;

how ironic it is.

We don’t have such.

Can you argue, if it’s just in sleeping we can’t understand how it’s supposed to be done,

and that while reading this, I know

only few would understand.

I speak what I think;

I write what comes out from this idiotic mind.

I don’t care about the rules set by the people who act like they know proper;

that I should write what’s correct and 

not what I want.

No.

How could I be understood? Or would I ever?

You can’t…

the ideas are all over the place;

random…

You’ll probably think that I’m weird somehow

and that I speak like I know

all things.

Yes, I don’t,

but I know one thing for sure;

I know things.

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Everytime I think of it, I can't help but smile

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Just when will Shawn Mendes be having a solo concert in the Philippines? Still waiting for it…..

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The best feeling ever is when...

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A Summer Sonata

The aroma of the cookies our maestro used to bake. The perfume he used to wear. The smell of the house I used to attend. And the piano piece we used to play. I've seen it again while I was walking the stairway. I felt warm wine flowing from eyes with a bittersweet taste of croissant in my lips.

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One of the best achievements you'll ever have is facing one of your biggest fears.

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The Perks of Being a Nobody

We kept doing favors for them, yet they are too blind to see it.

Yes, we’re not asking for a “thank you” but atleast be humane to appreciate.

It isn’t easy to be like this: a dust.

Try to be me and you’ll know how it feels to be.

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Porta Sancta: "Holy Door"

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This is how we do it!

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Life that is made of trials and heartaches is like living without soul; all you have is yourself to hold onto.