January 2012
3 posts
To N.
You left. Again. And I did let you go. I keep trying to be the girl you always wanted. Who would tell you everything you wanna know, who would do anything you want me to, who would change for you, who would be someone perfect so you could tell everyone that you made the right choice. I never wanted to be perfect, I never wanted to be a better person. I used to love the old me, I was contented....
Here’s to all those girls who used to be his...
The ones who waited all night for him to call, only to check your cell phone the next morning and be disappointed. The ones who made it through that bitter break up, dried your own tears, and moved on with your life, only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened. Those of you who cried on the first day you talked again because you knew exactly where this phone...
I went out with someone kanina. It felt so nice to be kilig again, Being taken cared by someone, the sweetness, the awkward moments, the pauses between the talks, the laughs, the anxiety of being with someone new. I was so happy. So loved.
And yet, at the back of my mind, I wish it was you I was with.
Nung nakita ko GFng EX ko , Una kong tinignan yung paa. CHECK ! Ang katawan. CHECK ! Ang Porma. CHECK ! Ang Mukha. S H R E K !
HAHA.
Love someone not because they give you what you need. Instead, love them because they give you feelings that you never thought you needed.
Indeed. I should have told him this so he’d realize my worth before I was gone.
Starting anew on the first day of 2012! Stronger, Wiser and Happier. :)
March 2011
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From Lactum’s Ad-Sabi mo nga kung pwede lang hatiin ang katawan mo, gagawin mo. Pero sa lahat ng chop-chop, Ikaw lang ang buo. Happy Mother’s Day Mommy.
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December 2009
28 posts
Please don't flirt with me and make me feel...
sundae-love:
ilaladilaloveyou:
;] ohh this is true .
I hate the fact that I can relate. :/
Oh. I hate being speechless. I’m really not the type that shuts up. I let my brains out all the time. And maybe this time, words have consumed me instead the other way around. I hate being in this scene where I have nothing else to do, except go with the flow. Because if I do anything, I just might be hurt again. And I hate getting hurt and just shut up. That’s not me. I’m not...
