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hey.
She's the type of girl who will put you first. You want her to stay up with you? She would love to. You wanna talk to her all night? No problem. You want her to listen to your problems? Of course. You want her to watch something you like? She doesn't mind. You want to go with you somewhere? She's down. You want her to hold your hand in front of other guys? You don't even have to ask. You don't like a certain dude? Shit, she doesn't like him either. All you have to do is real with her in return. Don't give up on her & she'll put up with anything you put her through. As long as you let these other girls know you're hers, she'll do the same so other guys can fuck off. She might sound like she's too good to be true, but she's out there waiting to be found by you.
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See, we only say things that are easy to tell. What if the right words are not left unspoken? And what if we held back the ones we should have said? Come to think of it, could there have been a difference?
What if we said the right things instead? (via aninsecuremessbella)
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I have been staying awake at nights, wondering if I should tell you.
14 Lines From Love Letters Or Suicide Notes. (via rebelsorry)
ha ha some stuffs that kept me awake at night.
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My head knows, but my heart isn’t quite sure yet.
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Comparisons
Being compared to other people sucks bigtime, right? Sa lahat ng ayoko e yung icocompare ako sa ibang tao. "Buti pa si ganto mabait.." "Mas maganda sayo si.." "Bat ganon? Mas ganto ganyan sayo si.." Well fvck you. Stop the comparisons because it makes me feel like i will NEVER be good enough. I will never be the girl you want me to be. It makes me feel less important, like i dont matter at all. Wala na ngang confidence, lalo pang nawawala. Lalo akong nagiging mahiyain. Lagi akong nacoconscious. Kung wala kang sasabihing maganda, better shut your mouth. Hindi ka pa makakasakit. Be aware sa mga words na nilalabas ng bibig pls.
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such a cutie, baby chopper!
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Its the time of the day wherein theres this water streaming down my face. Found myself crying. 12:17 am. Im crying not because of some tear-jerking movies or books.. Im not crying because someone shattered my heart into tiny pieces.. Im not crying because my mom blamed me for something i never did.. Im crying because I miss my father so terribly I cant stop myself from doing this thing. I miss him real bad. I dont know, im just so used to his presence and we often annoy each other and exchange some yucky farts that would later on pissed my mom off. And she would utter the words, "Mag-ama nga kayo. Magkamukha na, magkaugali pa." This is the part of me that Im hiding to everyone else. Some of them may think Im a tough girl, that im bulletproof or what, that I dont give a damn about anything, that I never care to anyone, etc. But I am a crybaby, my head is such a mess and idk I used to care to everything but I dont show it inside for I am thinking its so lame if I do. I cant help it everytime I remembered what he just said to me a while ago. Sacrifice. He wouldnt go faaaar away if it wasnt for us. And that made me love him even more. He's my hero. He's my everything. And I swear to God, one day, Ill make him proud. I miss you papa. I just cant say this things to you because (1) You would think I need something because Im being such a sweet daughter and you know im not like that (2) its awkward. I grew up not used in expressing my feelings to my parents. Hope youre doing great there. Two years aint a long time, though. Love you. (i know hes not reading this and hes not going to, i just need someone to lean on (lol its a song) thats why im blogging this rn. my sight's kinda blurry due to this so called tears)
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The thing about love is that you don't know exactly when it happens. And for some reason, you're never bound to know or fully understand its mysteries. You just find yourself falling fast, falling hard.
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Last day with my father. See you again after two years. :) So heres some stolen shot earlier. The first one is while we are on the way to the airport, riding a taxi. Second one is when he's checking in. Third one is when we finished eating, my father decided to smoke outside. My mom keeps on searching for him and when she found him, theres this unexplainable smile on her face. Love, indeed. And yeah, a pic of me with him. Excuse my oh-so-chubby face and my stomachhhh. I just finished my food okay? The last one is a notsocute picture of my parents. Alam mo yung feeling na you keep on throwing jokes, you keep on talking some nonsense stuffs, just to stop yourself from crying? Daddy's girl here. I will surely miss him. No joke. And good thing, hindi ako naiyak. And the funny thing is, nung umaga, 8am, aalis na kami and we are heading to the airport but still my sisters are comfortably lying on the bed. I slapped them on their legs and kept on saying, "hoy mga panget aalis na si papa. ano na? bangon naaaaa" and little did I know, theyre both crying under their blankets. My father hug them both and theyre still cryng though. A very dramatic scene. Hate that one hahahahaha. I was about to bawl my eyes out pero nakakahiya so i just keep it to myself though it hurts in the throat. So yeah. Thats it. God pls keep my father safe. All the time.
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at NAIA International Terminal 2
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I be acting like idc but I think about ya everyday
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Everybody said, ‘Follow your heart.’ I did, it got broken.
Agatha Christie (via wordsnquotes)
dont. follow what your brain says instead.
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