I have to be strong eventually, ya know.

Kahilakon napud ko. :( Hahahahahaha yawa.

I can sing you my bad-ass voice with this song. ALL. DAY. LONG.

THIS IS BOUND TO BE A WHILE..

Damn baby, you frustrate me  
I know you're mine, all mine, all mine  
But you look so good, it hurts sometimes


-Song of the Day #1

Not all the time we're gonna care about someone. There is always a point of getting tired especially when that person is not worth the care anymore.

- ambot asa ko gikan ani! x)

We scream and shout and try to make it last
Though it didn't work out I don't love you any less

And in these broken times
Well it's so easy to forget

So I sing to remind

A sidewalk's path leads me to you
And in these broken times I promise I will not forget
Like a promise kept
It's like you never left

All it takes is a song and I could swear I hear your steps

Down the hall echoes a past that leaves an ache
It never left


'Cause I gave you

- MY BEST ♥

MENTAL NOTE:

You've got to be in it to win it.

Dissecting A ♥ (Literally..)

I FEEL GOOD! ;)

♫♪ tenenenenenen ♪♫

Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you

Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you










 Like that song.


So close to feeling alive.




♥
- friday mn gd. TGIF! ;)

I don't know if I can still endure the feeling...

"I feel like a dead lady with a knife on my chest." — Everything feels so heavy.. weighing so, so heavy in my chest. I felt like screaming most of the time, screams that I can't put into words. I can't assess and say what I'm really feeling inside. You know how hard that is, to not know what you feel? I wish I knew, but I just don't. And I too wish, to know how to end such agony.

NIECE AND BRO HAVING A GOOD TIME :)))

Our Beautiful Little Angel...♥

My niece at 3weeks and 6days old.

Found myself smiling, looking at this picture this morning.. ;)

Happy May 1st! =))

BETTER THAN DRUGS

The best electronic image in the world.

(Recipient's display photo and name were covered for privacy purposes.)

PS: I'm a such d-bag for answering that way. 

Happy 30th of April! =))

THIS BITCHY FEELING IS GETTING OLD

If I'd indulge and give in to what this is, IF ONLY I'D CARE ENOUGH to what I'm feeling, I could fall for you hic et nunc.. RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW.





No matter what this is, I'm turning it off.

SNEAK PEEK

♫♪  Pictures of last Monday ended up online.. ♪♫

Food Trippin' nam.nam ;)

Our monster faces.. hehe

and of course, spent the day with the most adorable chum! ;) I meant the pup, BTW. Haha

Thoughts from Dee #103

JEALOUSY.
Jealousy may begin as a borderline admiration. A perfectly good and complimentary realization. For example, "Her eyes are beautiful!," can lead to slightly envy "I wish I had those eyes!," which brings out dissatisfaction in us "My eyes are hideous" and ultimately leads to resentment "The jerk! What did she do to deserve eyes like that?!" Thus, we are transformed from happy little beings to complete monsters in almost no time at all.

Note: Be careful. This bitchy feeling can cripple you, deceive you, annoy your thoughts, and worse, kill you. To your surprise, you might end up in the bathroom drowning yourself in a tub or grudging in a corner with a dagger in your hand.

Thoughts from Dee #102

LOVE 007

We're humans, very vulnerable beings. We can get hurt, feel pain, love. We ought to have feelings, I understand that. But when you change so much because of what you feel, you forget almost everything: what you have, what you are and especially those people around you, you lose yourself; I think that's not justifiable. That's just stupid. Tell me, is this what we can possibly get for what we feel, being weak and destructible? Is that what love does? Because if it is, then I don’t wanna love anyone at all.


Just sayin'.

HSF LATE PICS OUTREACH

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The ever beautiful Ma. Donna Alicaway gestured a cute advertising pose. Haha

 We haven't seen each other for like ages! Haha.. Mishooooo! :-*

Ended our night in a Mcdo pose. ;)

These are the following pictures of ♫♪ Today's no equal.. Maybe we'll meet again cuz i really miss youuu ♥ ♪♫ —HSF I posted about a month ago.

Blogger NOTICE.

A reminder to those people who reads my blog. 


Dear readers,

When you visit this blog, after this text/post, I remind you: DON'T GIVE A DAMN. (Or either way don't read it.) Before, I admit, were the times that I used my blog as an "emotional outlet" purpose, well mostly. All of it: Grief. Anger. Hope. Despair. Disappointments. I was really at my highest peak of desperation at that time, and blogging is one of the few things that I can basically spill everything that is frantically racing inside me. It helped me, actually, being able to write it down here. It diminished what I'm feeling.. or some. 

So if you're trying to read everything I wrote, trust me, you'll find it hopeless, pathetic, dumb, stupid and boring. Not really what you want to read.

Duhhh. Just. Don't. Read. It. Otherwise you'll be struck by a lightning or I'll turn you into a stone. 

In short, I just realized how #self flattering #narcissistic #emotionally outpouring #stupid #nonsense #and all that shit I was.


Sincerely, 
My crazy impulsive retard mind.



Thank you. 

I. Am. Hurting. Don't you realize that?

ALWAYS KEEP ME IN YOUR MEM'RY

It's a story I'm working on.. should be working on. Hahah, kidding! Wish I had that enough time for this..

A LETTER FROM ME TO YOU

I had you once.

Only saying that makes my heart sink. I had everything when I had you. But I took you for granted. I lost you the moment that I haven't been completely honest with you, when you had your doubts, the moment I thought you didn't care at all. And when I lost you, it feels like losing everything.

I used to imagine spending my weekends with you or any free time I can get, bring you home and introduce you to my mom, just hang in there, watch movies and talk about silly stuffs. Tuck you under my arms in cold winds, laugh with you and forget the horrors of life which we fear.. but I know I can't.. we can't. We're afraid of the imperfections and insecurities of what our love can see. I'm telling you, it's not about that. I don't care about that at all.

I always tell you how I love your eyes. There is something in them that goes beyond your humor, your carefree aura. There was warmth and acceptance. Also that contagious passion. Yes! Or probably something much better, something beyond compare. I can’t actually explain it by words. And that was something I LOVE about you. Do remember that I never regretted a single moment with you. Every nook and cranny of you, I’ll always adore.

I feel so terrible, don’t you realize that? Tell me, is it too late to have you back? I'm sorry. I should take all the blame, I know.

I should have loved you the way you truly deserve...
I should have asked for redemption when I still had the chance...
I should have let go of you the moment I found out you're happy with your new life...

Now I'm left with great remorse and a devastated heart. I can't help my tears from falling the very second as I write this, when I think of you every night and every second I remember your name.
And I miss everything.. EVERYTHING.

I miss everything we used to be and what we used to have... :'/


I know I'm so stupid.. Dumb.. Pathetic. This is so hopeless. :| I know I'll have to let you go. You'll have to let me go, also.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=US46cHVj0-M&ob=av2e

SO I INDULGED MYSELF IN...

VocJam 2012

While we're listening (apparently) to a  reverend, a funny/outgoing/smart speaker, I found young lovers in a place full of hopes.. ;D Sweeeet ♥ 

This was last February 25 - 26, 2012 Vocation Jamboree held at University of San Jose-Recoletos.

♫♪ Today's no equal.. Tell me that it just won't end.. cuz nothing's ever gonna feel as right.. As those weekend days & nights.. when i had you around.. I don't wanna go. So stay with me, stay with me.. Don't let go my hand.. Maybe we'll meet again cuz i really miss youuu ♥ ♪♫

After 11 months, finally, we had a get-together with my high school friends (some). I know we just had a very very short time but it feels great.. really really great! I hope we'll meet again, guys! ;)

AND THEN I FOUND OUT EVERYTHING

I get it.
You hated me. -- Hates me. In fact, SO MUCH.
Why didn't you tell me at first, at the very beginning when this damn friendship happened?





I wonder what it takes to earn your trust.....

My Fave. :/

My head is pounding drastically due to being open to.. let's see: Examinations. Sched for tomorrow and the day after (for the whole week, actually). Radiations. Pollutions like dusts, vehicle belchings. And.. PERFUMES! Yeah, that's it. That's the reason why. Perfumes really get on my nerves. Really, I despise those things. Ugh, it's like my head's gonna explode in any minute now.

MURA KA og SIP-ON, Why should I keep on pulling you back, when it’s better to let you go.





-lami.a!

"My heart, it beats, beats for only you."
-Paramore d-_-b

02-14-12

There are just some things best left forgotten that persist to exist in the memory. Funny how the past, dead and long gone, haunt the present and the future. Still the past is no less real even if it is distant and seemingly insignificant.

I'M SO FUCKING BOGO!

Enough said.

-Bow

I was wondering whatever happened to our love.. I thought that there would always be an "US." I know that time won't wait for no one, so I gotta say what I want....

Although you can't be
                here by my side

I feel you near me
                when I close my eyes

So I won't let your memory
                 come to an end..
.
.
.

Image is unavailable. Hahahaha

When I said "FOREVER,"
                         that's just what I meant..


Forever.


Forever.


Forever.


Always in my heart Forever..



#Halakadiha!

Thoughts from Dee #101

"MISWA"

-the feeling of yearning someone. Hahahaha





Miss you too, hun! =)
(Don't be too self-confident, yen.. feeluuuurr kaayo ka! :D)

Yung feeling na hinawakan niya kamay mo, ta's acting normal ka lng pro for real parang natutunaw ang universe...

In short, KILIG.