Eh ano ngayon? gustoko maarawpa rin eh!


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dumadalas na naman ang mga gabing pagkahaba- haba. nakatingin lang sa malayo at nakikipaglaro ng titigan sa kisame. 
sa lamig ng hangin pinagpapawisan pa rin ang mga palad at talampakan. ang tibok ng puso masyadong mabilis, kinakabahan? bakit? anong problema?

lagi na lang may gumugulo sa damdamin, ang daming iniisip, pinoproblema. kung possible ( Read more... )

There’s always a better version of something that we think is original. We always think that we are one unique gift from God that he ever carefully crafted to spread his love and beauty on earth. After looking outside that circle, that bubble, that idea. I think we’re not supposed to do that, or we’re not programmed to do as told, we are not meant ( Read more... )

 A penny for a thought

I remember blogging a few years back about kept-women or is it about prostitutes. I can’t remember well but I’m sure it’s either of the two. So I figured I might as well ponder about it all over again.

This might sound a little bit weird and awkward to some but I think these two kinds of women are among the strongest and ( Read more... )

This journal entry will not rant.

This journal entry will not talk about hate.

This journal entry will not talk about my relationship.

This journal entry will not talk about my health.

This will not mention my thoughts.

This will not reflect my current situation.

This entry will not mention my job.

This will not talk about how I want things to happen.

This ( Read more... )

Then it felt like I needed to write something down. I was on my way to work this morning, thinking about what to write. I wanted to focus on a topic that’s not demeaning, insulting, and/or angry. Then it was all blank. It’s really easy to say things when your frustrated, mad, and simply red-faced furious. Words shower like rain on a summer day, ( Read more... )

My mom told me to write about my life. I told her, you know I blog, you know I write and keep a mushy journal under my pillow (which I don’t often write in that much recently). She said, “I know you do write and keep a blog and a journal. I’ve read it. It’s different from what you usually write. Write about your life, to inspire others.” I was like ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wish I was the victim. Like everybody would be on my side.

for once i want to be the protagonist in the story, where people would give me sympathy and help me kill the evil witch. I wish there's a chance for me to be the damsel in distress, I'm getting tired to be saving myself all the time from situations. I know that I'm strong but ( Read more... )

Don’t you just wish you could delete people from existence?

BE it you ex-boss, nosy neighbor, 5th grade math teacher, creepy janitor, bitch secretary, ex-partner and many more?

Ever wished that instead of the UNFRIEND or IGNORE button, you had “KILL” or “BITCH SLAP” button?

Well I did, and I am still waiting for the genius to invent that button. I am ( Read more... )

I thought I was being the bad person I the relationship not knowing that my actions were just reflecting how I truly feel.

Denying that everything is about to fall out of place. Denying every smile and sweet lies.

Maybe this is what I’ve ben dreading to happen for so long. Keep it to self and try not to let him know. Try not to let anybody know. How ( Read more... )