khylecatherine-blog
khylecatherine-blog
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i'm a museum of shifted identities; the galaxy of wicked paragon and the cosmos of romanticized dreams and passion
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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“I wasn’t insane until someone touched my heart.”
- Edgar Allan Poe
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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Ate bakit coffee kape?
kasi coffee is life 
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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It's been a year since I've started being poetic. Had a weird feeling of aesthetic about everything, like just the grass— how it dance when the air starts to flow. The rays of sun, the trees, the vandalism of people by the trace of their hands, the buildings, market areas and the busy people. I think that's my purpose— to see the beauty of everything. All the living and non-living things. I feel so comfortable when I see the world (if you only understand what I mean) unlike now, I only have this frustration and confusion once again. Tore apart from the ideas that molded me. Isn't it strange when you see the beauty of everything since then but how about now? Isn't it really weird? Someday, I will understand the conclusion.
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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had a book wherein I have read about this "butterbeer lattè" was in the secret menu of Starbucks Coffee. It is said that people who know this are some. Soon after that, I invited my cousin to help me find baby butter beer but I only end up disappointed bcs the staff said it is only available abroad. Besides, it's on the promo of Starbucks Coffee yesterday!!! So we went 😍 at nung natikman ko hmmm wala lang. Curious kasi ako non duh.
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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wala gusto ko lang ishare
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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namiss ko magtumblr shet its been a year :(
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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HOY OH SAD NA NAMAN AKO OH WALA EH TANGINA KO EH
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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Crush po kita
crush din kita 
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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I think it’s exciting and exhilarating to become an artist. Not only bcs you can provide your needs plus helping your family in their financial circumstances and for the fame or star awards but it’s bcs you might exist in the other world, in the other soul, in the other personalities and attitudes, in the other experience. Sort of being a mermaid who can sing, being a superhero with cool powers, being a princess like the one who forgot her slippers, being a mad zombie, being a robot or maybe a living ramen. Like you supposedly step by step realizes that there’s more to life. There’s something in the cavern that you can be. Or finally, to escape the reality
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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Do don't
Will won't ;
Allow me to rejoice
And cry—
Allow me to heal
This soul;
Mend—
I shall be
This light
Will shine—
Through dark
Through night
I believe till dawn
I believe till dusk;
Come to death
He'll be forever alive
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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Rarely do dark shines—
But you were;
Rarely do night lights—
But you were
Honey, let me know
How you squeezed me,
Freezes me,
And shakes me
Let me do know
How you destroyed me—
Like putting my flesh
Into yours
Tell me you never
Want me to leave;
Tell me you possessed my parts
Please, tell me once again
Honey, I want you to know
That till now—
You owned myself;
You owned me
Kiss me no goodbyes;
Hug me like it's illegal
I told you—
I owed myself to yours
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khylecatherine-blog · 7 years ago
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Let me live between the hollow space of love and hate. Tell me where is it 😶
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khylecatherine-blog · 8 years ago
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So it's my fathers’ birthday. I don't usually greet him when his birthday comes because I'm a bit shy whenever I think about that. Little did he know I so much loved him, I so much cared about him, I so much missed the moments I've spent when he's busy with his own family. Clearly, with us.
Father, I love you so much.
Although I managed not to greet you a happier birthday, I want you to know that for now, I'll be writing you all of my care and love and fantasies of us by my lonesome arms. Wish you all the best! And lastly, I love you, I really do.
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khylecatherine-blog · 8 years ago
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Don't grow up, it's a trap?
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khylecatherine-blog · 8 years ago
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Platform #1
Human life as a gift.
Man is not only a freedom he creates by himself. Man doesn’t create himself. He is spirit and will but also nature.
Do we understand the nature of human? We recognize moral law written into human nature, one which includes the natural difference between man and woman. And because others, we have absolute respect for life in all its stages and dimensions.
What is the universal understanding of human nature? Well, the foundation of the right understanding of the world and give one respect for the sacredness of human life of every man and woman, the poor, the elderly, the children, the infirm, the unborn, the unemployed, the abandoned.
Do I believe in sacredness of human nature? Yes, I do believe because I am but also human. I understand and respect for human life. In this modern times, I am capable of building spiritual principles and give support to shed light on the sacredness of human life.
Any comments or reactions on killings that happen everyday in our country? The Gov’t may have its’ own reasons for these killings and the church too as well, however, we have our own wisdom and belief for the sacredness of human life.
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khylecatherine-blog · 8 years ago
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Oh hello. Honestly, I'm not much of a speaker but of a writer person whereas they managed me to join "linguistic knowledge debate" Ain't you gals proud of me? Hahaha! But hell, I don't don't don't even know how to demonstrate English and its grammatical structure plus its’ wider parts sooo, tear me off!
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