You can’t always rely on people’s promise all the time nor expect them to always be there because they won’t be. Most of the time, it’s just you and your freakin’ self and you have no choice but to deal with your crap alone so learn to pull your shit together with the sweat of your brow.

I am so not myself today. Kill me now.

1 year ago on 06/09/13 at 06:11pm

You could have written something about me and it would have been the sweetest gesture of whatever it is you feel for me.

1 year ago on 05/29/13 at 09:00pm

College of Engineering and Technology Graduation
April 12, 2013 | Manila Hotel, Phils

1 year ago on 05/29/13 at 08:49pm

You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips. Airplanes and passports and new songs and old songs, but people more than anything else. You will need other people and you will need to be that other person to someone else, a living breathing screaming invitation to believe better things.

Jamie Tworkowski  (via thatkindofwoman)

(via rnnorysclosd-deactivated2013091)

To have written in thousand words what I feel is too depressing,
To have said it won’t even be enough.
You see, it can’t stand on it’s own.
And so I buried it all.
Then I took a grip at oblivion. 

1 year ago on 03/28/13 at 02:33am

I fear the thought that I am the answer to somebody’s prayer; that I would like someone I don’t because of divine intervention. But then it will be a more acceptable and promising form of fixed coupling because after all, it is His will. I trust Him.

1 year ago on 03/11/13 at 01:18am

Her world is spinning, her mind is in tumult and then she fainted. From her mouth appeared a thornless green rose whose leaves a mix of brown and red, the stem. pitch black. It is, as I suspected, the poisonous product of her filthy mouth. A reflection of her wicked heart. 

1 year ago on 03/10/13 at 05:36pm

In between spaces of her poems, she conceals what she feels. 

1 year ago on 03/10/13 at 02:24pm
Title: It's a Beautiful Day Artist: Michael Bublé 109 plays

As the night draweth near, and the stars begin to appear under the vast infinity of the skies, I have found you. 

1 year ago on 02/24/13 at 08:48pm

Long rides remind me of you, of leaning on your shoulder with the initial objective of falling asleep and always ending up daydreaming just because your scent send butterflies to my chest. Oh how long did the hours seemed to feel like when I’m with you and it aches me to think that despite what both of us feel, we still choose to stay in between being friends and being lovers. We’re gonna be stuck in there for who-knows-how-long. We are behind bars but are we really depriving ourselves of love? Somehow, at some point we do, we’re victims of conflicting circumstances that we can’t act the way we feel. The promise of someday for both of us is in need of a great deal of patience and faith. Hold on to holding back til the right time comes would be the understatement of the matter. In your eyes I could clearly see the intense desire to be free of the chains, and mind you, I am too. 

1 year ago on 02/24/13 at 11:12am
Title: Send Me The Moon Artist: Sara Bareilles 1,543 plays

Sara Bareilles - Send Me the Moon

Failure to comply to love’s strict requirement of expression is to engage in a life-long indebtedness to one’s self. It is, in some form, suicidal. Nonetheless, I should hold back. I am superior over my feelings. I gotta be. 

1 year ago on 02/21/13 at 07:49pm

She lives the poetry she cannot write.

Oscar Wilde
#quoted  #reblog  

Dear Lord, 

If this feeling, I mutually have for someone would only hinder both of us and retard our works & pursuit of your perfect will, please rid me of it, take it away before he come to realize it exist. 


1 year ago on 02/17/13 at 11:37pm