Life.

It really knows how to piss you off and break you down. It seems like everywhere I go's a freakin war zone. People dear to you breaks your heart. And just when you thought everything's fine, Life would remind of all those heartaches. Life's one big bitch and it kicks hard. But why whimper and cry?

I say kick harder and smile!


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I might be suffering from multiple personality disorder.

At times, I am sooo into kicks like these


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HAPPY FATHER'S DAY.

To my Gramps up there, I know that your children never greeted you this so I'll do the honor of greeting you a Happy Father's Day up there :)

To my Dad, I'm a lame daughter. The first time I told you that I love you is thru text. How lame, right? I'm sorry. I don't have the guts to say it out loud. I've been hurt too many times. ( Read more... )

I never thought that I’d be lucky enough to experience a dream turning to reality.

Every time he sets his eyes upon me, it feels as if took a plunge into the deep clear waters as his kiss becomes my air. His voice becomes the music of my life. Every walk with him is a dance. Everyday turns into a lovely celebration.

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I want to be your light, your never ending summer.

Once again... I am in love with the invisible.

MAY WE LIVE LIKE WE WERE DYING.


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I really miss Papa, my grandfather (that’s what I call him, one of my first few words). I miss him a lot. And as I remember him, I feel loss, despair, sorrow, bittersweet happiness and joy all at the same time.

He’s the best grandpa anyone could wish for. I feel so lucky and unworthy that I became his granddaughter for I am not that great. But ( Read more... )

One day, you said  “good night LOVE :D”

On my birthday you said…

“good night :) nagloloko ba globe? Haha

Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin Ü”

You made me happy on my birthday. I forgot the fact that my dad does not care that it was my birthday that day.

Thanks cous! LOL

What's wrong with you, with us,
what's happening to us?
Ah our love is a harsh cord
that binds us, wounding us
and if we want
to leave our wound,
to separate,
it makes a new knot for us and condemns us
to drain our blood and burn together.

What's wrong with you? I look at you
and I find nothing in you but two eyes
like all eyes, a mouth
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