Fairy tale back on

In love, it doesn't really matter who won or who lost. What is important is you know when to hold on and to let go. You know you really love someone when you want that person to be happy, even if the happiness means that you're not a part of it. Everything really happens for the best. 

Love starts and strives in hurting. If you don't get hurt, you don't learn how to play the game. But that doesn't mean that it hurts all the time. Though the hurting is still there, to test you and to help you grow. You cannot finish a book without closing its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages.

Leaving the chapters of mine and ready to start again. Rest assured that I have in my hands and in my head all the lessons and immortal lines I got from that book regardless of its writer. 

As I turn my page, I know it's fatal to believe into something that for sure won't happen. But it's pretty damn deadly not to hope a bit. After all, It doesn't matter where the train is going. What matters is deciding to get and ride on.

I am exactly what I tolerate. 

I am what I put up with. 

I am what I accept. 

I am what I stand for.

Letting go of the things that drag me down.

Dropping the antagonistic facade completely. 

4 letters

You are not the light at the end of the tunnel. You light up the entire tunnel for me. :)

Mayer and Sadness

Srsly, if you're sad, will you still know which kind you are having? 

Saddest kind of sad, I honestly can't picture that out.

Just sing it for me, John Mayer. Sing it for me. 

TBH

Here I am again, stuffing myself with my wants of having my blog updated, but because of I-don't-know/ recall- reasons, I just barely can't and still leaving my entries like promises being broken.

I  have so many things to blog about. From my trip/ Masteral Degree to St. Paul University Surigao to all the things that happened from June-September, teaching experiences, unforgettable moments with students, broken hearts and dreams, seminars and trainings I attended,  giving hits to my punching bag called life, family and love. Wait, did I just say that? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA :)

I really have to say that I have a lot going on lately. 

As for my blog, I will just tell you one of the best cliches ever:

I won't promise but I will try my best  to have entries as much as I could.

Rather than missing what used to be, I look forward to what's yet to be.

Thinking aloud.

Why does it always seem that just when things are starting to look bright or at least starting to get normal again, something happens that will remind us that there are still a lot of bad things and that we may not be as safe as we think we are, regardless of what we do or where we are.

Good intentions are nice but action must match words.

Just saying.

Regret 'til fade. 

IDK WHY

In your absence, I see you everywhere.

I made it less wordy for you. Just this once.

ASDFGHJKL

Bless those who walk away from you. They're making room for the ones who won't.

SECRETS

Yes, it's a secret. I'm keeping it going without him knowing it.

I cannot even think straight

I have lost my beauty at the age of nineteen. It vanished with me sense of balance. I tried to ransom it when I reached twenty but somehow I failed. In return, I substituted what was lost in me by forced maturation and inclusion of intellectual matters. But still, it was not enough to make me feel alright.

What was lost in me was taken by so called extreme condition that I have encountered.

I knew it from the start, but I didn't mind.
What was it that dominated in me?

They call it BITTERNESS.

PEOPLE AND THEIR EGOS

I often got lost my cue and simply can't swallow my rage at some injustices, don't you think that sometimes I have cause for complaints? It;s a good thing I am not a grouser because then I might get sour and bad-tempered.

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

I have to think myself firmly in hand before I mix with other people,
otherwise they would think my mind rather queer.

Stupid people.

FUCKED UP POSITIVITY

Starting to forget all the pain inside,
I have learned to hide so well.
I used to be sure with what I really feel,
now I don't know anymore.

Answer me

How can I runaway from things that are in my head?

ASDFGHJKL

Go ahead and push me away and then wonder why I'm not there when you change your mind. Rejection doesn't mean I'm not good enoug, it just means they don't realize what i have to offer.

I kept loving you until that moment when I realized that I have nothing left to give anymore.    

BACK FOR GOOD

Got  a fist of pure emotions.

Got a head of shattered dreams.

Got to leave it. Got to leave it all behind now.

I want you back. I want you back for good.