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Being with no one is better than being with the wrong one. 
Sometimes those who fly solo have the strongest wings.


Tang Ina lang.

WTH

Stepping out of pants that no longer fits.

TIME HEALS ALL WOUNDS

I have got another terrible black mark Against my name. Could anyone or should I say HE mind my coldness? Could anyone see the look of sorrow on my face when i spoke of love not being forced? Could anyone notice a friendship being broken little by little? It is hard to speak the truth yet it is the truth.

I myself has pushed away, his remarks and his crude jokes have now made me insensitive to any love

from his side.For the first time, he is aware of something I have always felt. For myself, I remain silent and aloof, and i shall not shrink from the truth any longer, because the longer it is to put off, the more difficult it will be for them when they do hear it.

How easily one could be betrayed by being a little careless?

Poor me.

PROMISES

My last post was at June. I promised to make a blog last July.
The same thing happened to the month after that.
What is paasa?

Have fun with that.

Random Thoughts.

Forehead Kisses. Booksale. Razzles. Mogu-Mogu. Movies. Nerds. XL Shirts.

BEARHUGS. Coke. Mentos. Fried Siomai. Team Manila. TABA.

Holding Hands. Bacon. Cup Noodles. 7eleven. sanrokan. SanMar. Martys.

Macaroons. Left Right Pencil slash pantasa slash lead. trainings. barbecue.

Mcdo. Wow Steak. Mushroom Soup. Late night kisses. Words of encouragement.

tap at the back. early morning massage. folding shirts. fixing bag. phil-lit handouts. LEAN ONS.

late afternoon gala. walking galore. foodtrip. CUTTING Classes. Litid and dugo.

Big Gulp. Mang Inasal. Coffee. Surprises. Smile. Laughter. Leyng. 

I don't miss these.

And, the line before this is not true.  

This thing made me cry.

Yesterday

From: Anthony Monico Bernardino

JUNE 12, 2011


hi jap

i know it has been a long timesince i messaged you. and i know that nagtatampo ka into the brink of getting angry towards me

well to be honest i did not respond because i too feel the same way except for the feeling of anger though.

well you know i always felt it mid year ng senior year natin. i was looking forward to talk to you before we parted, but we failed to do so

i made it sure na i will respond to your message sincerely. that is why i am responding right now that i miss you.

i shun the occasion and incidents that hurt me the most and i cherish the memories of the sweetest girl that i knew back in our triten days. the times when a friend surprised me when i met an accident, the person that i share paramore tracks with, the girl that i keep on calling jo

jo (though i know you hate to be called jo) i miss you

and i hope once we see each other again our old friendship will remain.

take care and God bless 

TRAGEDY

I realized that for all my melodramatic antics, 

I never knew the meaning of the word until it happened.

Vicious, Unveiled loathing.