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This too shall pass.
Kapit.
'Yun na muna masasabi ko. -
Is this the new year, or just another night?
The last day of the year. The last day before the new year.
Tabula rasa.
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Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear.
Just do it. Fear is non-existent.
I allowed myself to have fun the other day. I thought I deserved it. I was wallowing in self-pity (not to mention in my depression), but because of not drinking away my emotions - which I did, but the pun is intended, if you get it - and looking on the bright and dorky side of life, I am happy, right now. Things ( Read more... ) -
There are bridges you cross you didn't know you crossed until you've crossed.
(My tomorrows are actually today, because "look, it's tomorrow.")
I am befuddled.
I'm going on retreat tomorrow.
Research paper outline is due tomorrow.
I'm missing Cue rehearsals tomorrow.
I hope it's all worth it.
Please let it be. -
Paper.
I am a piece of paper. One sheet. That’s what I am. All of me is a blank sheet of paper. I am where words are written, though pencil, through pen. Where ideas pour into, where they are written down, passed around, looked at, kept, framed, immortalized. A sheet of paper thin enough to fit anywhere, to be blown by the wind, to be folded, yet I can ( Read more... ) -
You get what you give.
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I'm your hell, I'm your dream.
Here begins the tale of a wonderfully spent weekend ( Read more... ) -
Sing like you think no one's listening.
Ano ba yang bagay na napakahalaga sayo at ayaw mong ibigay?
...Ikaw yun, ikaw.Thank You so much for making my weekend memorable. I enjoyed every minute of it. The 19, my batchmates, the staffers, you, everyone. :) I have never stayed up for more than 24 hours. I have never went to Eastwood willingly. I have never... basta. There's a first time for ( Read more... ) -
Two months. Two days. And another year.
Eight weeks since I last wrote on this. Another year. I'm sixteen (and two days) now... and right now, there's not much of a difference from being fifteen. Except for another year. I've noticed that events are cyclic. Nevertheless, at this moment, I'm proud to say I've survived ( Read more... ) -
Here's to freedom
Freedom (n ( Read more... )