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Fake Love

I hope it's true... I hope this last forever... I hope this wasn't just a dream or even if it is I hope I will not wake up again. This moment, I wasn't even expecting this time comes you came into my life. At first, I was shy and quiet I don't know how to approach you or even talk to you but you never doubt to look and smile at me. My heart pounds like its the first time and that time I ask God to guide me. Time passes we became buddy, bestfriend and family which make it difficult to avoid or hide my feelings for you. Until a miracle happened tells that we are getting married I don't know what to react honestly. But what comes to my mind that God might answer my prayers. I acted that it was an ridiculous idea but my heart burst in happiness. We know that we can't control or against it. So we pretend like we're together like a real couple doing sweet things. Pretending that we're totally in love with each other. Secretly, I'm really in love with you and it was a dream come true for me the best happened in my life. I wish... That this moment froze and forever will always be like this. Until my face become wet a tears falls from my eyes I realized that we really not together as couple we're just pretending like one. But atleast I want to... Cherish this every day, hours, minutes, second that acting as couple. Even this was just a fake love I know that feelings for you is true. As long as you don't know it I just pretend like we're just on a tv dramas acting one.

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KALOKOHAN

Noon akala ko 'di kita magiging kausap, katuwaan, KAIBIGAN. Dahil una palang kitang makita ako'y nabighani sa'yo mala adonis mong mukha pero ito ako natutulala sa iying mga ngiti. Hindi ko alam kung gusto kita pero gusto ko lagi kitang kasama. Hindi lang naman kita siguro gusto dahil lang sa iyong mukha, sa totoo lang hindi ka naman kagwapuhan pero may laban hahaha 😂 'di ka rin naman mamuscle para magustohan ko. Di ikaw tipo pero sayo natuon 'tong malikot kong mata. Alam kong makulit ka, pasaway pero seryoso sa mga bagay bagay. Pagkalipas ng isang taong itinago ang nararamdam siya namang dumating at napagalaman na may na titipuhang iba at ang malala pa non ang aking matalik kong kaibigan na alam ko naman na sa kanya na lahat eh. Kaya nga ipinagpaubayag ko na siya sayo. Masaya ako para sa inyo at sana ipagpatuloy nyo lang yan at wag nyo sasaktan ang isa't isa. Ps. This just like an open letter

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MALAPIT NA

Malapit na kong mahulog sa palapag na kay taas na parang dinala mo ko sa palapaap ng ‘yong mga mabulaklak na salita at mabilisang pagbagsak na tila walang sasalo tulad ng sinabi mong walang tayo

Malapit na, malapit na kong umaasa sa mga matatamis mong tsokolate na laging mong iniiwan sa upuan ko. Sa matamis mong mensahe tuwing umaga at bago matulog na siyang nagsasabing kumapit ako sa pag-asa ang lahat na hindi naman totoo. Malapit na kong sumuko, magsakripisyo maipakita lang na seryoso at sinseridad ko sayo. Di naman kasi ako katulad ng iba na gago na hahanap pa ng iba tapos maglolokahan lang pala sa dulo. Sasakripisyo ko lahat ng mapatunayan kong karapat dapat ako para sa puso mo.

Malapit na tumigil, tumigil ang mundo ko ng sabihin mong “tama na, naglolokohan nalang tayo”. Masakit yung puso kong masaya bigla nalang tinusok ng masasakit na reyalidad na iyong pinadilat sa mga mata ko.

Malapit na kong umayaw pero ito pa rin ako humahawak at tinatabayan ang pagkapit sa mga salitang “mahal mo ako” pero bakit ganun ako nalang ang kumakapit at malapit ng lumabo ang mga salitang 'yon.

Hindi lang malapit, onti onti na kong nahulog, sumuko, umayaw sa pagiibigan nating isa lang palang pantasya, maglibangan na saglit lang ay may iba ng gusto.

#random #you broke my heart #love #malapitna #parasayo

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Bullet Journal Ideas ♡

These are all ideas that I use and/or plan to use in my BuJo. Hope this inspires many. I know I love stumbling upon new things to put in my journal!  ♡bulletjournaluniverse 

List Making

Past home addresses

101 things in 1001 days

Disney movies to own checklist

Master packing checklist

Wishlist

Movies we own

TV shows we own

Things to sale in a yard sale/online/get rid of

Dream log

Baby names

Movies to watch

Key page

Favorite stores to shop at

Favorite places to eat

Black Friday game plan

Your significant others favorite things

Table of contents

To do list

Level 10 Life

Things that make you happy

Creative Layouts

Family birthdays tracker, names and dates in balloons for each month

Books to read, books drawn on a bookshelf

Map of U.S. or other country, color in visited states/areas, add hearts to where you have lived

Quotes you like

Quotes from your favorite show, movie or book

Travel pages: State or city per page, what to do in that city

Movies to see in drawings of popcorn

Keeping Track

Websites with passwords

Year of bills to pay checklist

Christmas gifts to get, to who, where from, price

Monthly calender spread

Weekly spread

Daily spread

Habbit tracker

Family addresses

Weekly gym schedule/tracker

Countdowns to special dates

TV series tracker, with days they air

Bills tracker

Weight loss tracker

Cleaning scedule

Starbucks star rewards tracker

Meal planner

Period tracker

Mood tracker

Online purchases, item, date purchased, shipped, recieved

Fun

Log of knitting patterns

Things to go in rooms of your dream home

Monthly memories with doodles

Blog post ideas

Tattoo ideas

Pokemon Go, caught, evolved

Create a mandala

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Honorable judge, gentlemen of the jury, people of the Philippines, judge me, am I guilty or not guilty? But before you sentence me to death let me tell you my story. There was a young girl seventeen years of age with curvaceous body 36, 24, 26, a long hair and sizzling eyes being rich as she was she studied at an exclusive school. Oh my gosh! I met this guy, he’s the best player in our basketball team, and he’s the heartthrob of our school. OH my gosh! His name? Guess what? who? Robbie Satillian isn't sweet? Oh my gosh we became friends. We became friends. Later more than that after one year of relationship, we decided to settle down the marriage that cut-off the ties of our families and since his parents disagree that’s why he was not supported on his studies. So I decided to give up my studies and work as a sales lady in the supermarket. Then one night he returned home, he asked for money but I can’t gave him for I just gave him last night, so he walked out the door and the next day he returned home, he was cold as ever and hard as a stone. One day his graduation came. I was so happy. I expected Robbie to invite me but he never said a word. I didn't mind it. I still attend his graduation ceremony and when his name was called with a degree of medicine a suma cum laude Robi Santillan, I shouted with glee! When i stood up I was shocked when another girl stood up, and gave that medal to him. I’m supposed to give that medal and pin that ribbon, because I’m his wife, I’m his wife right? I AM HIS WIFE! With that unpleasant thought fain when he returned home that night, I confronted him. “Robbie, who was that girl?” I asked. He answered, "It's none of your business" he said but Robbie I’m your wife, "You’re just my wife" Robbie how could you do this to me? I gave up my studies and worked as a sales lady and this? This is how you payback? “I have to leave”, he said and when he had packed his this things I decided to get my 45 mm revolver. “Robbie, you can't just leave me” (pointing the gun to his face) “You can just leave me, Robbie.” “You can't just do this honey. be calm, be calm”.......”No, no, no you can't just leave me, Robbie. You can't just do this”. But he still decided to go and I did threw worst in my whole painstaking life “Mr. Robbie Santillian with a degree of medicine a Suma cumlaude you will pay all my labors and sacrifices “BANG! , BANG! I shot him Robbie.......I had killed him.......I had killed him with my barehands..... huhuhu… I'm so sorry. And now honourable judge gentlemen of the jury people of the Philippines judge me am i guilty or not guilty? I KILLED HIM BECAUSE I LOVED HIM

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I wept, I cried so hard.  But this tears can’t bring back my sister to  life.  My being brought here by my conscience.  I want to ask forgiveness.  But can she still hear?  O heart, forgive me for what I have done, please bring peace to mind. Dry leaves were crushed down below.  As if to freshen my memories that her life perished because of my selfishness. She was my only sister.  Since our childhood, I always believed that I was the favorite of our dad.  One night, while I was facing all about to the mirror, with my micro mini, I puffed powder, when I saw Luisa’s face, reflecting in the mirror.  “You can’t get out tonight, Lucille.”  I heard a threatening tone from her.  I turned to her, but I can’t resist at her sharp stare at me. “And who says so, my dear sister?” “We are to celebrate Momma’s death anniversary, you know that don’t you?”  In a relaxed and condescending voice, I replied “well I don’t care.  I’m going out to party tonight!” Then I heard a knock on the door.  I shouted “Help Papa!”  for I knew that it was he.  I pulled my hair, I tore my dress away as I was attacked by a squad of monstrous creatures.  When the door opened the site Papa saw was that Luisa was holding my neck who was trying to make a rescue.  But I cried so hard that made Papa grew to the height of anger.  He threw Luisa to the corner, where the head of my poor sister was hit at the edge of the chair. I slowly rejoiced for I have made a successful revenge.  But when she lifted, I saw a different sparkle in her tearful eyes. “Ha ha ha ha ha!”  O my, Luisa, she went out of her mind.  I was not able to move, as well as Papa.  Both of us were motionless.  And before we returned to our senses, Luisa ran to the door and proceeded to the open gate of our house.  We followed her calling out her name.  “Luisa!”  “Sister!”  “Luisa”   “Sister” “Luisa the Truck!” “Don’t cross the road, Luisa, the truck don’t Don’t DON’T!” The next sight I saw was that Luisa was thrown five meters away from the truck.  I ran to her and embraced her.  Blood was all over her face.  In a low but distinct voice she murmured, that made my heart break so much.  She said, “Lucille, please be a good girl.  I love you.  Please be a good girl ‘coz Papa loves you very much.” “Luisa?  Luisa?  Sister… sister!!!”  From that moment I cried so hard for killing my only sister, who loved and cared for me, even at the last moment of her life. Now can you blame me, for asking God to forgive me?  Forgive me dear God, Forgive me!

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Now my arms are open wide They're hanging forever there Waiting forever for you

#love #song #heartwarming

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Isn't He Lovely?

Isn’t he lovely? That all he ever wanted for me is to smile. Laugh at my joke even it doesn’t have sense at all. Look like a dumb and do stupid things just to make sure I’m bursting my happiness within his embarrassment.

Isn’t he wonderful?

He is willing to sacrifice everything just to make sure I’m alright. Up all night like a I have my own body guard to protect and take care of me. Treating me not just like a princess but a Queen.

Isn’t he precious?

A man who is loyal and not trying to flirt with other girls which is better than I am. He is not a toy but a delicate and luxury guy that everyone will gonna steal him from me.

Isn’t he pretty?

All the girls around him look at him from head to toe. Watching every step he make. He is handsome af that even myself can’t control my dwelling. Also I can’t hide his face so that no one take a picture of him. A man who can do both. Have a booty than I am.

Less than one thing—–

Isn’t he worth waiting for?

Where Can I have a guy like him? It ain’t fictional but I hope he’s real and exist in this world. If it is, I am willing to wait in forever just to make sure he will be mine and he likes me too.

It will be okay?

#love #blog posts #menswear #music #couple #waiting #girl

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“Sa Pagdilim ng Martes at Biyernes"

Written by: Seth Ignacio(STEM6)

Seth: Sa tuwing pipikit na ang araw At ngingiti ang buwan Gigising na ang aking utak at katawan Haharapin ang digmaan at pukpukan ng kaalaman,kasama ka.

Bayn&Hannah: Isa ka sa milyun-milyong dakilang guro Na walang ibang nais kung ‘di ang magturo Elish&jewel&kyla:Ang gumabay, Sumuporta’t sumubaybay Lagi mo ngang inaabot ang kada palad ng aming mga kamay Art&Janelle:Sabay wika ng “Sabay tayong mag-aral, matuto kayo sakin at matututo din ako sa inyo”

Cada:Tuwing Martes at Biyernes ang ating araw Raven:Sabay nating pinupunan ang kada espasyo, at mariin mong pinapasok sa aming sintido, Dennis&Maan: kung anong kahalagahan ng agham sa buhay ng tao Seth: At pagkatapos? Sabay nating sinasagupa ang pader ng kamangmangan.

Mike&toni: At kapag tayo na ay nasa uwian….

Van&Unique: Sabay tayong maghahalakhakan sa mga walang kwentang kwentuhan. Jervin&Jaz: biglang balik sa seryosohan.

Feng: “Ok tapos na, quiz tayo next meeting”

Ravenchest tap dugdug… dugdug…

Pabanil: Sir kalma lang, gamay ko pa lang yung basics….

All: dugdug… dugdug…

Aldrin: Ano ba yuuun??? Ayun thermodynamics

All: dugdug… dugdug…

Kristine:Review magdamag Belchez:Review paggising, wala ng kain kain Raki:Pasok agad sa sintang paaralan natin

Thea&Dawal: Tapos sabay sabay naming iisipin, pag kami bumagsak pano na kaya voucher namin

Kevin: Nanginginig na lakad papunta sa ating gusali Hazel: Tanging nararamdaman ko lamang ay malamig na braso at binti ivan: Sabay hinto muna jan sa fishballan, Kyle: kase di nako mapakali.

Analyn:At eto ka All: Oo eto din kami Alex:Pero ngayon Roy: Takot kami sa iyong ngiti kaseeee…….

Feng: “Get a one whole sheet of yellow paper!”

Beso and jyra: Ayan na ang kalaban Suyod and justine: Alam naman naming nakaraan eh buong araw tayong nagsisiyahan Prince & tyrone: Pero sir di mo naman kami kailangan parusahan

Feng: Name: Section:

Ok number one!

Uy kieng & quebec: Teka, mali ata ang aking nararamdaman Roa: Kaya ko to eh tiwala lang Francia: Si sir? Di naman siya talaga kalaban Tyrone: Eh mukang mas matatalo pa tayo kung kakaibiganin natin si iresponsable at si katamaran

All: Di ako babagsak sa quiz na to

First line:May kakampi akong malupit na guro Na walang ibang hangarin kung 'di ang aming pagkatuto Kakampi namin si Sir Pedral…

Second line: Surebol! Perfect na to

All: Pero kami ay humihingi ng tawad

Third line: Dahil sa kabila po ng kabutihang loob ni n'yo Eh nagagawa pa rin naming maging magulo

Seth: Patawad po

Dahil minsan hindi po namin iniisip na baka hindi maganda ang araw niyo na baka paggising niyo palang ay masamang balita na ang dumating sa inyo

Aldrin&Mj: Patawad po

Kung minsan ay paos kayo Pero nakikipagsabayan pa kami sa iyong pagtuturo

O

Kahit mali kami eh bubuo pa din kami ng walang kwentang argumento

Tyrone&Beso: At lalo’t patawad po

Sa pagiging iresponsable naming estudyante sa harap niyo Sa mga bagay na mababaw pero ginagawa pa naming konsyerto ang kada sigaw Sa kada ingay na nagpaparindi ng inyong pasensya Sa kada reklamong, walang sapat na reperensya At sa kada kopya ng sagot sa katabi namin na kunwari walang malisya

All: Patawad

Kami ay humihingi ng malaking dispensa sa aming mga pagkukulang

Hayaan niyo po’t Hindi na kami magiging basta estudyante lamang

Kung hindi estudyanteng may puso at iisipin din ang inyong kalagayan.

Sir Pedral. Patawad sa aming kasalanan.

At hayaan nating ang pagdilim ng Martes at Biyernes ay mapuno ng karunungan at kasiyahan.

#spoken word #forgiveness #teacher #student #poetry

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THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR...

A group of friends of will any make anything for you and you will do it. I’m blogging because my heart kinda ache I have a friends , true friends, best friends I love them so much. I want to be with them every time to talk, make fun , laugh and etc. But sometimes they make fun of you, tease you and everything but it doesn’t matter bc ur friends sometimes it pass the limits. I am a person who easily get worried and panic. So every thing happens I’m the one who say sorry and make a full effort just to forgive me even if It’s not my fault. Even when my mind say i should be mad but i cant do it. For me, it just nothing because that’s what friends are for….

PS. I love you guys

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Tired of being tired

Alam mo ba, pagod na pagod na ko. Pagod sa kakaintindi sayo Pagod na ako sa kakasuyo tuwing nagtatampo ka sakin Pagod na ko isipin kung ano ba ang nagawa kong mali Pagod na din ako pilit ang sarili ko sa ayaw naman sakin

Minsan hindi sa lahat ng bagay nandyan ako para sayo. May kanyang kanya tayo buhay na ginagalawan. Ito ako gumagawa ng paraan para malaman mong nandito lang ako para sayo. Hindi sumagip sa isip na iwan at pabayaan ka. May pagkakataon lang talaga na kailangan kong makihalobilo sa iba.

Hindi mo lang alam kung gaano kasakit ang ginagawa mo sakin? Halos unahin pa kita sa pamilya at studies wag ka lang magtanim ng galit sakin pero bakit ganun simple lang kinatampo mo lumalayo ka na. Di mo ba alam nagseselos, nagtatampo,napipikon, naiinis,nagagalit din ako sa tuwing hindi nasusunod ang gusto ko pero mas pinili kong sarilihin ang mga bagay na yon.

Di ko na nga rin alam kung tama pa ba tong ginagawa ko eh. Nagugulohan ako sa ginagawa mo. Yung isip ko hilong hilo na gusto kong pigilan ngunit hindi ko magawa.

Pagod na ko sa kakaintindi sayo Pagod na ko bigyang halaga ka Pagod na pagod na ko pero ito pa rin ako hahanap ng paraan para magkaayos tayo.

#tired #friends #overthinking #i'm broke

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"I'm in love with the shape of you"

#edsheeran #shapeofyou #body

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Hey

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First things flirt

FLIRT is to behave in a way that shows asexual attraction for someone but is not meant to be taken seriously. And that's I like to do. We hangout, we have sweet message all day and all night like there is no limits. I know that you want it too. FUN. I will never forget when you approach me and talk about something we never understand. Once I know this is not serious. We our not ready for any commitment. We just like to be together. I know age doesn't mater.We take our assignment beside. Flirting is not bad. I just want to love and be loved. No law and rules to follow. Flirt is the first thing to do. Before we had relationship, we commit, we live together and get married. 🌵

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ANONYMOUS

I am no one. I am nobody. I am nothing. I’m just anonymous. Not be known like I didn’t exist at all. Being alone is similar to being unknown. Its not just I am no ones favorite I just like to be with myself. In the dark which is empty, at the corner hiding from someone yet there’s no one chasing after you.

I didn’t do anything. I don’t have business to do. I just feel like no one wants me. Then I suddenly realize, why I am alone? Am I born to be with myself? Does my parents don’t want me to exist at all. I feel like I shouldn’t exist in this world. Maybe it is meant to be. To be alone, no one, nobody, nothing at all.

I think its time to end this as I hold this sharp object. Pretend that I am anonymous which is probably everyone like. But someone grab my hand trying to throw the sharp object, I didn’t notice the other corner of darkness there is someone who also like me. On the second thought maybe I only focus on my self. There is someone who also like me trying to escape the loneliness.

At that time, we are together we know each other. We create our own world that everything exist. A no one is one,a nobody becomes anybody. Everyone has a name. A recognizable one that will someone to call and shout for.

#lonely #worthless #unknown

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"Shut the front door"

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ALONE

I like to be with myself. Only for myself and no one comes to me. I think I have a lot of friends and that is ME, MYSELF, AND I. I'm happy with myself like we need to bond and cherish the moment we had. There is no one beside me. Others say I'm masochistic but I'm not. Actually I hate myself through physical, emotional and mental. I once called crazy and weird. I don't want to be like that. No one wants to be with me or even speak, play, and listen. I immediately go to my room and cry and cry forever. I want that someone will talk, listen, or maybe just a smile is enough. Am I difficult to be with? I don't want to be with myself. I want to share my thoughts and everything. Maybe we have something in common. Maybe you could introduce me with your other friends. HELP ME. DON'T BE AFRAID. I LIKE YOU.