boys can be monsters.
i still feel how your filthy hands traced my skin
i still recall how you wrecked my innocence
i still remember how you fucking ruined me
how you ate me whole, like the monster you are
that is the time that i realized
that the monsters aren’t under my bed
for you are with me
but i chose to lock you
in the deepest
and the darkest
part of my closet
now i don’t know how to let someone in // pl92317
mi belle
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—this is how life teaches us.
I’ve reviewed some of the grudges I’ve rambled into a mess in this blog and noticed that they are all about being being down and it seems to me that pessimism really became me so when I’ve came upon this particular part of what I am currently reading, it made me think. As if thinking is not what I always do. But, I guess Theodore again, is right. I also wondered what if we could? I really really really hope I could. Then again, maybe I should. I might as well try and start.
PS. I’m currently reading All the Bright Places by Jennifer Niven
PPS. I’m so buying this book soon. I wanna feel the words like, literally.
I’ve felt quite unexplainable lately idk why. My issues with those around me especially myself suddenly became complicated and more more complicated. First, I had this issue with my best friend for so long but I’ve finally made up my mind to say this to her through a letter. Because God knows I always hate speaking what I truly want to say. And I’m glad I did it, in her birthday. Which we celebrated together a day prior and had a loooooooot of fun, actually. (I mean it) And I also just had this issue with my sister who I felt disappointed with because of how she acted upon what she thinks my mom has done, which mom didn’t. Now, a few days later, I’ve checked her twitter account to know that she had blocked me. This caused me to fcking overthink too much. (I hate myself for this) Well, that is all but the later issue I think took effect to me and my actions and how I feel this past days. It saddens me because I’m not used to stuff like holding grudges for someone for too long.
Lol. I think that’s enough babbling for today. Bye.
PS. Maybe, I’ll stay here more frequent just because twitter suddenly became more publicized and I want my privacy especially now.
you’ve let me (us rather) down this time. you’ve let me down bigtime. i’m utterly disappointed with you.
akala ko wala ng isasama pa yang ugali mo.
kung akala mo tama yang mga pinaggagawa mo,
niloloko mo lang sarili mo.
Lord, alam kong importante yung araw na ‘to pero pwede po pamuaa kahit ngayon lang?
Tang ina naman kase, Lord.
Bakit ba ganun sya? Di na sya nagbago.
Tang ina naman talaga, Lord.
Kanina lang eh ang saya saya ko.
Tang ina naman kase, Lord.
Eh kung ayaw nya yun mangyari eh di sana di na sya nagsugal.
Tang ina naman talaga, Lord.
Nakakainis na kase ulit ulit na lang.
Tang ina nga naman kase, Lord o.
Sana sana sana magbago na sya.
Sorry, Lord. Di na po ako uulit. :(
Nakakalungkot.
Nakakalungkot na kapag kailangan nila ng tulong, di ka magdadalawang isip na tulungan sila.
Ayoko manumbat pero nakakalungkot.
Nakakalungkot na kapag ikaw naman yung may kailangan, wala lang. Parang wala lang sa kanila.
Nakakalugkot.
SCHOOL SHOULD BE ILLEGAL.
Lol jk. But school requirements that drains the fuck out of your brain must be.
Ps. I hate this love and hate relationship of me and my major. ugh bye