it’s a habit she couldn’t break walking down the memory lane indulging herself of multifold memories that melts and breaks her heart both at the same time. despite that, everyday she comes for a walk down the memory lane hoping one day she’ll find you there searching for memories of you and her.
remember, life is NOT short… it is indefinite. i am not immortal… and neither are you.
Maybe I didn’t even realise that I am a scarecrow. I scare you away even if I think I’m not doing anything wrong. 😦
ako ang taong gustong sumaya kaya sinusubukan kong makita ang mga bagay-bagay sa kagandahan na mayroon sila… pero ang katotohanan, hindi ako sanay nang ganito… kasi ayaw kong umasa, ayaw kong maghangad sa bagay na walang kasiguraduhan. mas gusto ko pang huwag umasa kasi pag ganito hindi ako mabibigo ng ibang tao kasi ako na…
05 September 2016 Dear R, You just asked me again for the link to my blog. I don’t know if this is the right choice but I think I’ll be sending you the link. x, R
…I’ll have to bear the thought that there is something alien in my body, and I cannot un-think that.
I wish I will dream about my mom and my dad tonight. The kind that feels so real. The kind in which I would be able to talk to them. The kind that you would feel the embrace when I see them. I miss being a daughter. I miss them. a lot.
I am alone and I am starting to feel a bit nervous about this test. I don’t want to see any lump/s or anything abnormal anywhere. I just want to be healthy.
“Je” FUCKING “T’aime”!!!!!!!
Maybe I am just too ambitious that I imagine that if we become a couple, you would introduce me to your family and then maybe they will like me and then I will have a big family again.
You like me a lot, I think it’s because you know and you feel that I am different. I am not like just any other girls. You want me to be yours and I am yours.
Everyday, my bipolar heart is torturing me with this ballad that runs in continuous loop… it keeps on repeating the same song, the same tune, the same chaos…