Just one text. A simple text. Hi. Two letters, such a simple meaning. But then that one text, leads to another text. Pretty soon, nightly phone calls are a necessary habit. Phone calls die out, and you're meeting up at the local frozen yogurt or smoothie place, hanging out. Hang out after hang out, a kiss appears. Kissing leads to hand holding, and soon your relationship status changes to taken. Year after year, "I like you" is changed to "I love you". And then that one day will come, that one date that will change your life forever. The one date, where, the "I love you" changes to "I do.." A two letter text, changed to a two word phrase. A text, that changed someones life forever.
Well, Mr.P-Noy...Pansin ko lang ah..Pagdating sa EDSA REVOLUTION stuffs, and gatherings in connection to your parents/family...ANG BILIS NIYO PO! Pero pag problema na ng Pilipinas, ibang tao lagi ang i-ffront nyo. Like, VP to China..VP to Libya...blah blah to fix this and that..and then YOU? to where? and what????
“..Take care of the problems now, or else you’ll just have to suffer again later when you screw everything up the next time. And that repetition of suffering— that’s hell.”—Ketut Liyer (Eat Pray Love) (via quote-book)
I haven’t written anything yet…I mean, something quite acceptable to the readers’ minds and eyes.Just got struck with my favorite, Sara Bareilles’ song entitled Between the Lines.
Leave unsaid unspoken Eyes wide shut unopened You and me Always between the lines Between the lines.
I don’t really know why when I first heard this, I couldn’t stop crying. It’s like it was written for me- my damn, unclear, an open-ended, weird life…love…love life, now fuck LOVE. It’s the most beautiful thing ever, but why do negative things should prevail more than the beauty of love? of loving? of being in love? of being loved?
And why do people’s mind get so blurry? Every day it gets worse..or heck yeah, WORST. haha…darn! I don’t know what to say, I need a retreat..what? A Couples Retreat like this movie I’m currently watching..haha. It’s like I’m answering an examination—that I couldn’t find an answer and I really don’t have an answer to write, but I TRIED! I freaking TRIED and I’m trying to look for answers…and I submitted it…
BUT I STILL don’t know if I passed.
or if it’s even acceptable to read..
HAY NAKO!!!! ewan ko, ewan ko..ang labo mo..ang labo ko na din…
If I could only shout…out loud.. "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKvFUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK"
sometimes you just need to cry and be sad. you need to break down and be torn apart. you need to learn how to pick yourself up and put yourself back together. sometimes, the only way to be happy is to give into sadness first. cause without sadness, there's no happiness, you would never learn to smile