I can write a book with hundreds of pages written down the moments I had with you. From the moment I met you until forever. I can still remember that they like it has fresh memories. From then on, it keeps on playing like a great music that will never be out of tune.
Can the FSOG movie be release soonest? Can’t wait. it’s nonsense doing 2 movies with same story but different level of intimacy. The more “scene” the merrier. Just kidding. :) But what’s the point? People are waiting for that part naman. and for those who have complaints regarding the cast, just don’t watch it. End of Story.Or else, make your own FSOG MOVIE.
My mother tells me
that when I meet someone I like,
I have to ask them three questions:
1. what are you afraid of?
2. do you like dogs?
3. what do you do when it rains?
of those three, she says the first one is the most important.
“They gotta be scared of something, baby. Everybody is. If they aren’t afraid of anything, then they don’t believe in anything, either.”
I met you on a Sunday, right
one look and my heart fell into
my stomach like a trap door.
on our second date,
I asked you what you were afraid of.
“spiders, mostly. being alone. little children, like, the ones who just learned how to push a kid over on the playground. oh and space. holy shit, space.”
I asked you if you liked dogs.
“I have three.”
I asked you what you do when it rains.
“sleep, mostly. sometimes I sit at the window and watch the rain droplets race. I make a shelter out of plastic in my backyard for all the stray animals; leave them food and a place to sleep.”
he smiled like he knew.
like his mom told him the same
“how about you?”
me?three questions | Caitlyn Siehl (via lorimort)
I’m scared of everything.
of the hole in the o-zone layer,
of the lady next door who never
smiles at her dog,
and especially of all the secrets
the government must be breaking
it’s back trying to keep from us.
I love dogs so much, you have no idea.
I sleep when it rains.
I want to tell everyone I love them.
I want to find every stray animal and bring them home.
I want to wake up in your hair
and make you shitty coffee
and kiss your neck
and draw silly stick figures of us.
I never want to ask anyone else
Kung maaari lang ibalik ang nakaraan para maipakita at maisampal ko sa mukha mo ang kamaliang iniisip mo. kung maaari lang malubog ako ngayon sa lupa dahil sa kahihiyang ginagawa mo. na dapat pinag-uusapan niyong magpartner yan. Na hindi na dapat inuungkat ang nakaraan. Sana ang hiling ko lang matuto kang umamin sa kamalian mo. Ni minsan, hindi ko narinig sa bibig mo ang salitang sorry. Kung patuloy mong tatakbuhan ang katotohanan paano mo malalaman na mali ang pinag-iisip mo. Pinagdarasal ko sa araw araw na ginawa ng Diyos na sana magbago ka na. Na sana hindi ka laging nasigaw ,na sana hindi ka puro negative. Dahil sinisikap ko na pagbukludin kayo, ikaw mismo ang sumisira. ikaw mismo ang umaayaw.
Kahit ang simpleng pagtawa namin sa bahay, masyado mong binibigyan ng isyu. Masama na ba tumawa? Masama na ba maging masaya. Masama na ba kalimutan na may problema ka?Hindi naman diba? Sa totoo lang sawang sawa na ako. Kaya kapag kinakausap mo ako,hindi na lang ako umiimik. Na kapag tinatanong mo ako, hindi ako nagsasalita. Para saan pa? Maniniwala ka ba kahit minsan? Makikinig kaba kahit papano?
Even if i try so hard to be positive in all sorts of things and situations, there’s always someone who will pull you down. Feeling happy to see you on their knees. That someone is your own self. I have this feeling in me that every time people try to look at my eyes they see the inner me. The history i had. I feel that they can read my mind and what’s going through it. Yes, I feel that i’m quite paranoid. I avoid talking to guys.. and when I can’t i just look down, to an empty space or to the other side of the wall. Just for them not to look at me. I feel so empty but i’m really trying to be happy when I have to.
I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing.
Cold breeze combined with a sudden change of mood. I don’t know why. Maybe because the situation that I’m in now isn’t quite good. Family problems, friends, and school stuffs. I feel so restless.
Before I die, I want to…
- write a letter to a friend and keep it in my room until someone finds it
- write an inspiration letter
- write a letter to my siblings saying how much they mean to me
- write a “short story” about my life
- write a thank you letter
- write a sorry letter
- write an I love you letter to friends and family
- write an everyday letter how God inspires me
- sketch a beautiful place
- sketch whatever I see
I’m not afraid of death. Sooner or later, our bodies will decay six feet under the ground. I just want to appreciate what God has given to me. :)
May mga bagay na masaya sa una pero sa huli pagsisisihan mo na. Sa relasyon, masaya lang sa una pero kapag natapos na ang 3 months, yawa yawa na. Swerte ka na lang sa lalaking kayang magtiis sa iisang babae. At mas maswerte ka kung seryoso na at mahal na mahal ka pa. Bilang na bilang sa kamay ang taong ganyan. Minsan o kadalasan hindi rin maiiwasan ang malalandot na handang agawin ka o agawin siya sa iyo. Wala lang. Pampa-epal lang. Pangdagdag thrill lang. Handa mo bang isakripisyo ang haba at masayang pagsasama sa panandaliang kaligayahan lang? Nasa sa iyo na lang iyon kung papatali ka pa rin sa taong mahal ka/mahal mo o magpapatangay ka sa pahapyaw na kasiyahan o tawag ng laman. Tandaan na ang matinding kasiyahan sa maling pamamaraan ay may kapalit na karma. Oo, masaya ka.. sa ngayon. Pero paano kapag sa panahong nahulog ka na sa patibong? Wala. nganga. ngawa. iyak. pagsisisi. Payong kaibigan lang. Piliin mo ang tama.
Life’s not fair. Life’s often complicated, leaving us to deal with things that we shouldn’t have to. Life can make you smile one day, only to leave you broken into tiny pieces the nextWhen It Rains by Lisa De Jong