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Sometimes, you realize you’re not anyone’s first choice—not their go-to, their safe space, or even their second thought. You feel like a nobody in someone else’s world, and that’s okay.

Because being ‘nobody’ for them doesn’t diminish your value. You are still somebody—with dreams, passions, and worth that isn’t defined by someone else’s recognition. The right people will see you, appreciate you, and make you feel like you truly belong. Until then, be your own somebody. Love yourself, for you are enough just as you are.

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Rebirth.

Fall in love. Write a book. Paint the skies. Fly with the wind. Sleep with the stars. Dance with the rain. Swim with the river. Sing with birds. Travel with art. Meditate. Build bridges. Listen to trees. Inspire others. Feel emotions. Serve people. Fill them with positivity. Be expressive. Be faithful. Be weird. Give hope and strength. Spend time with freedom. Explore reality. Conquer fears. Fulfill dreams. Learn from mistakes. Appreciate everything. And when it’s time to die, go home. Then, there will be rebirth of consciousness.

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you ever just get in bed and ur like yep this is where i’m meant to be

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“If I exist, I will be the universe.”

— polymath11 (via polymath11)

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sa susunod na muling magpakita ang mga tala sa kadiliman ng gabi. sa pagtila ng ulan, sa takipsilim, ika’y hindi na magiging lihim.

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Muling nakaladkad lumabas because this might be the last time having a good summer break before we dive into clerkship. 😆

Rizza, Don, Krisha, and Jun - thank youuu 🫶 Had so much fun.

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what is the future if i pursued film instead of medicine? 🥺

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i have a happy crush na 😭

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LIGHTHOUSE

Anne,

How have you been? Last days of war - to fight with honor. Forgive me for months I haven't been able to write back. You give me courage when utmost needed. I'm still not sure when I'll be coming back. You're still the beacon of light guiding me in my darkest hours. I will never waver my promise to be with you when tomorrow comes. This is where my letters belong. I kept all of them and carried them next to my heart. See you soon, my love.

Love and prayers,

Thomas

An unsent letter to Anne (1917)

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I miss singing with you, styling each other’s outfit, complimenting each other, video calls, our fights - big or small, your smile, sulking and mood swings, our late night deep talks, your vulnerable side; you as a whole.

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HUNDRED FACES, HUNDRED FEELINGS

I kept thinking it’s so easy to reach, so easy to cross over and tell you this is what I want. Freedom.

Your photograph captured me in an unfamiliar light, a portrayal so genuine it mirrored a stranger within myself. Method acting dives in the essence of realism and I’m drowning of each portrayals given to me - a son, an extra friend, a lover, or a passerby amidst the bustling city streets. A different face for a different feeling. Each role became a mirror reflecting facets of my own experiences, each performance an exploration of emotions suppressed or forgotten.

Life went on and it’s not the same. But it went on. When I met people like you? Words are raw, pure, and honest. I’ve compared my love for you to the waves before the way it keeps on coming back to the shore, but I haven’t come back because I never left. I’m no actor but my favorite was laughing with you, realizing how much I enjoy your existence. You are this phase’s person. You “get” me in a way not many people do. And freedom? Just around the corner, near yet too far.

The stage waits for no one. Either you mess things up or they will replace you. But it is a place where raw human emotion laid bare. It enriched my everyday interactions, allowing me to listen more attentively, empathize more deeply, and connect more authentically with others. The reality is my stage.

Now I am taking a break from everything, looking at the horizon where it dissolves the boundaries between sky and sea. Here, concealed emotions find their resting place — unprovoked, yet undeniably present.

You spoke gently, a reminder to breathe, to release my grasp on the rigid expectations of life, and to embrace its unpredictable course.

I looked at you and thought to myself, “I will always be everyone’s andromeda boy.”

Location: Binurong Point, Catanduanes Island

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These photos are my favorite memories of Catanduanes. 🥺 Having sepanx after being with them for three days made me melancholic.

To Don, Imma, Marian, Danica, and Raizza - you’ll always be those souls I will treasure till the sun stops setting in the west.

Thank you for sharing a part of your life to me. Ily guys 🫶

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it's been a while tumblr. Good to be back.

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“i’m at the point where i want to disconnect with the world again.”

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henlo, i missed u.

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when summer goes to fall, when the music fades, when the sun sets in the west - feelings never change.

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words have always been my greatest weapon; but they are yours too, better wielded and i am powerless to stop them, and you. - kace