Chasing Sunsets

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#RedPillBluesTourMNL

#Maroon5LiveInMNL

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Overdrive

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I think I need a sunrise

I'm tired of sunsets

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Dusk.

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Smile through the struggle.

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There’s no such thing as too much chocolate. https://www.instagram.com/p/BpMQ9BMjoW2/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=131vp32878283

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Tough days bring beautiful sunsets. https://www.instagram.com/p/BnbBGeNh7j34_YvwSKniy9fCHeYDy9XKNuMYkI0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=16rqckoa8pige

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ILYSB🥀 #LANYLiveInManila (at Smart Araneta Coliseum)

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Back in the 50’s. (at 1956 Downtown Cafe by Bale Dutung)

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re·sur·face

/rēˈsərfəs/ v. You’ve been drowning for far too long. The darkness has become too familiar; the solitude, too natural. The lines have been blurred, and to adapt is to give up the fight. You are stronger than this, you know you are. And the world is missing your shine. Swim back to the surface. The sun is waiting.

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My mother forced me out of bed today, asked me to drive for her on an errands' day. She took me out for breakfast and for lunch, filled my car's tank as well, and has been constantly asking if I'm craving for something so we can pick it up on our way home. I missed this – my mom and I, sharing these driven miles while talking about life and whatnot. And I can see what she's doing, or trying to do at least. I have spent far too many days sulking in my room, that I sometimes forget that my mom's still there, waiting for me. I have rejected too many "Tara, 'nak. Kain tayo sa labas" and "Tara, Mutya, gala tayo," and little did I know that I broke her heart with each "No." I missed this, I really did. I missed driving. I missed being out. And I missed my mom. So, thank you for dragging my perfect ass out in the sun again, Ma. Today really helped a lot.

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Slow burn.

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12:12AM

I have seen enough people mocking troubled individuals for “glamorizing” depression. It just has to stop. Nothing about hitting emotional and psychological rock bottom can make it any less tragic. Talking about it isn’t glamorizing their condition. Being open about it isn’t glamorizing shit.  It is real.  It’s sleeping all day and losing sleep at night, because you have found comfort in the…

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And when it's all over, in your arms is where I want to come home to. — @theshisaurus