Tumgik
misanthropichuman · 2 years
Text
Kasal? Kasalanan? Kasarian.
May mali ba sa ‘kin? Masama ba akong tao? Katanggap-tanggap bang tawaging bakla ang sarili kung may paliwanag? Teka, mas akma atang tawaging palusot. Ito ang palusot ko sa hindi pag-aasawa. Ito ang palusot ko na hindi magkarelasyon sa kaiba ko ng kasarian. Ayaw ko kasing matulad sa mga magulang ko. Ngayong matanda na ako, lagi akong tinatanong ni Papa kung kailan ako magkakarelasyon. Kung…
View On WordPress
3 notes · View notes
misanthropichuman · 2 years
Text
Excuse
Is there something wrong with me? Am I … a bad person? Is it acceptable to identify as gay when there’s an explanation? Wait, excuse might be a better term. This is my excuse not to marry. This is my excuse not to be in a relationship with a man. Because I don’t want to end up like either of my parents. Now that I’m older, my father frequently asks me when I’ll date someone. Sometimes he’d…
View On WordPress
1 note · View note
misanthropichuman · 2 years
Text
Kaway
Ika-9 ng Oktubre 2019 Hindi ako palabati, kaya tila walang pakialam; Hanggang ngiti na lamang ang “Magandang umaga!” At hanggang “Ingat!” na lamang ang paalam. Mula sa malayo’y kumaway ka sa akin Nang may paniniwalang di ka papansinin, Ngunit di mo pa nabubuo’y agad na binalik, Winagayway ang kamay nang maligalig Nang may kasamang ngiti At yakap sa aking paglapit. Sa paghawak ay pinadama…
View On WordPress
1 note · View note
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Text
_____
June 29, 2021 No. No, not yet. I need you to breathe. Breathe. Stay with me. It’s not over yet. Damn it, fight! You have to stay! Please, wake up. Please … You don’t — you don’t deserve this. You deserve sooooo much more. So, so much more. This is too peaceful for my taste. It doesn’t even quench, doesn’t sate my bloodlust. It’s not just hate, not rage — oh no, just wait. It’s not often you…
View On WordPress
0 notes
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Text
__ | Rainbow
I was thirteen years old when we became friends.
We were in seventh grade, and I still hated history as a subject, but __ was always there to make a joke or provide a running commentary on the events being discussed in class, dumbing it down for me whenever I needed it. They gave me a piece of their mind, a bit of their heart, and I lent my voice in turn to amplify theirs. From there, they widened my mind with debate after graded debate; by their side was always the safest place in such intellectual battles.
By their side was always the safest place for any battles I witnessed in school. A classmate was verbally and physically bullied, but in __, he found a friend. A transferee quickly became a clique’s target, but next to them — and consequently, among us friends — she was safe. I was not cognizant of mental health at the time, but they took care of mine as they introduced the concept. Looking back, __ saved and changed lives while the rest of us only cared about ourselves.
As I paid more attention to occurrences of the past while my knowledge beyond the classroom grew, I became aware of just how negligent our authorities were — keeping an eye on prohibited phones and haircuts, but rarely batting a lash on brawls; calling students out for not standing up for the National Anthem or the Angelus, but not for homophobic or racist jokes; introducing us to a guidance counselor we never found guidance from nor felt comfortable enough to approach. With fresh eyes, I began to recognize the bigotry of adults who were supposed to be our role models. Having studied in the same school since nursery, I believed we were all in safe hands, but __ made me comprehend how unjust our society truly was and how little people cared.
~
an excerpt from https://temeresedpertinet.wordpress.com/2021/04/30/influences/
context: We were asked to name a few people/instances that significantly contributed to our view of society.
0 notes
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Photo
Tumblr media
yeah, ok
0 notes
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Text
Sparrow
April 22, 2020 Yesterday: present. Today: no show. No surprise, perfidious sparrow. Go! Fly your cry! Soar into harm! Betray love for short-lived warmth. Take with you this lasting sorrow For not returning the hearts you borrow; For neglecting loyalty for some charm And trading our song for a false alarm. Grow your shadow for if you fly too low, You might change your mind tomorrow, And glide…
View On WordPress
1 note · View note
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Text
Tumblr media
155K notes · View notes
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Text
Influences
April 5, 2021 Relatives | Black and White My family taught me the basics as a child, but not everything had to be spelled out. By filling my plate with food, my mother taught me not to be a picky eater. By leaving a clean plate after eating, my father taught me to never waste a farmer’s blood and sweat by leaving even a single grain of rice. By watching empty lots turn into concrete jungles…
View On WordPress
0 notes
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Text
In My Dreams
May 12, 2020 Searching is the way I get lost; wandering, my trail to be found; confusion, the maze to where I once was; yearning, my path homebound. Love is the dream that woke me up and heartbreak is the nightmare it turned into, but as long as I see you in my sleep, there shall I keep loving you.
View On WordPress
1 note · View note
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Text
IF
May 12, 2020 Don't worry about that double chin. You don't need discipline for an intermittent fast. All you need is anxiety to last several days on an empty stomach, just letting hunger pass. Circles darker, inches fatter is all you'll see in the mirror, but in our eyes, you'll look just fine if not concerningly thinner — still not ideally fit. Not    ideally    fit.
View On WordPress
6 notes · View notes
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Text
how?? just how??? not complaining tho
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Ok so this is what we know so far!
1K notes · View notes
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Text
Horizons (1)
because the skyline isn't the only horizon
May 22, 2020
The first horizon is where the fallen lay. The second is for those strong enough to stay. The third welcomes remains though nothing remains there because the fourth is bound to take with no plans to share. The fifth is who they all once were, who now only ever watches. And the sixth is a bedrock on which the rest rest.
View On WordPress
1 note · View note
misanthropichuman · 3 years
Text
Horizons (2)
The skyline isn't the only horizon.
May 22, 2020
The first is a shield of mulch and decay. The second was dug to prepare my grave. The third is where I probably lay. The fourth offered a place to stay. The fifth is our bedrock, night and day. I've never seen the skyline before I became a ghost, so forgive me if these horizons are the only ones I know.
View On WordPress
1 note · View note
misanthropichuman · 9 years
Text
I don’t think our generation truly understand how different our future is going to be.
There are a lot of things that are going to be very different in the distant future. Here’s a few:
Saltwater fish could be extinct by 2048 
Whites will become the american minority in 2044
Bees are dying (and bringing important staple foods down with them)
The world having significant less oil by 2040 (and may even run out completely by 2068)
Chocolate will be scarce by 2020
The world is running out of helium
By 2050, we might not have enough resources to feed our cattle, so we could actually run out of hamburger meat (best case scenario: Steak will just become very expensive, which means no more $1 burgers)
Parents are seriously at the point where they have to chose between saving for their retirement or paying for their kids college fees; sometimes, they can’t do both
global warming is ruining the world
Wake up, everyone. The world is changing. It’s seriously up to us to save it. (If you know of any more, please add on!)
265K notes · View notes
misanthropichuman · 9 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
“Whether you like it or not, being Asian has a big impact on who you are as a person.”
126K notes · View notes
misanthropichuman · 9 years
Note
So in world history we're going over Spanish and American imperialism in the Philippines, and a bunch of kids keep saying how it 'helped' us. They say things like 'without Europeans, they'd still be living in the jungle' and other things of that nature.. As a filipinx, how can I address how wrong that is with them?
Good lord I’d like to recite my debate speech about how colonization fucked everything up. 
1) Colonization is the direct cause of colorism in the Philippines. 
It’s all rooted back to how the Spaniards differentiated us by putting us into categories according to skin tone. Lighter Filipinxs got better *house* jobs and darker Filipinxs got the hard outside labor. 
2) It was the genocide of our culture and writing system. 
Baybayin was the lost pre-colonial writing system before Spain. By the time Spain came, they were surprised at how we could read and write. Men and women. 
Know what that means? It was more of an egalitarian society. 
But oh no. We are just savages who lived in the jungle before the white saviors came. 
3) The Philippines has been constantly exploited for over 500 years. 
We’ve been colonized over and over and over again. Taken for our location and our resources. They made us hate our skin, hate our culture, and embrace everything that is white. 
I need to make a longer post about this cause arguments like this really piss me the fuck off cause the more I read up on this topic, the more I realize how much the root cause of racism and colorism stems from colonization. 
And the self-hate is passed down from generation to generation. You will get treated better if you’re light-skinned. Pale is beautiful. Brown is ugly.
This is something we’re told and grow up seeing and it’s all because some fucking white assholes imposed that on us. 
We barely know any of our history cause it was all wiped out and forgotten. They didn’t do shit to help us.
They exploited us. 
-Leah
16K notes · View notes