BitterFrapp

mahilig sa mapait na kape, kaya puro kabitteran ang nasasabe. Hugot lang ng Hugot kahit wala namang ibinaon.. wag mo na kong kilalanin pa.. ICH BALD LIEBE, ICH LIEBE DICH.💔

[thesecretletter]

I want you.. I want romantic walks in the park and hand holding. I want long and random conversations at meal time and sharing bites off each others plates while out to dinner because we ordered different dishes. I want butterflies in my tummy every single day for the next 50 years we’re together. I want silly faced and cute, normal pictures decorated throughout our home and a fat puppy making little pitter patter noise from his little feet carrying him around the house. I want lazy days spent at home and spontaneous days spent out exploring the world. I want stupid fights with raw emotions and petty arguments when we get on each other’s nerves because we’re both too stubborn to admit when either one of us is wrong. I want to apologize and make up 2 hours, 15 minutes, and 42 seconds later realizing how silly we’re being. I want the struggles along with the blessings as long as I experience them all with you. I want midnight tv show marathons, nuzzling my face into you to inhale your scent, and your cold feet rubbed up against mine in bed and me getting annoyed with you for it. I want a best friend, a significant other, and a lover all in one. I want to be proud to call you mine and to be called yours. I want happiness and love. I want it all.. I want you, always.

Your secrets are safe here (via thesecretletter)

[israelmekaniko]

HOW TO EAT BALUT THE PA-SOSYAL WAY

BALUT. Scientific Name: Fertilized Duck Egg with Appetizer Soup. It is also called “not a duck, not an egg, but in between.” But in our sosyal neighborhood, we call it “The Egg of Darkness.” We, Pinoys, love it because it is pampalibog.

For all the social climbers out there, i’m gonna teach you how to eat “The 15 pesos Shades of Gray" the sosyal way.

Make basag the top of the egg with a spoon. Make sure the spoon is sterilized.

Don’t eat the pearly shell. It’s from the ocean. Shining from the sand. 

Ask the magbabalot if they have balsamic vinegar. Then, you jakol the vinegar on the butas.

Make higop the amniotic fluid liquid and the laman from the hole. Don’t higop with sound. It is so unethical and no breeding at all.

Make laway the dulo of your daliri then make it dawdaw on the asin so you can make it supsop to add a salty taste when making laklak the remaing sabaw.

De-virginize the egg by making it butas pa a little more so that you can kagat the laman.

Don’t look at the eyes of the sisiw. You’ll be takot and maaawa at the same time. Like nakakaloka.

Pull the kawawang partially-formed sisiw on the shell and eat it like a predator. Say, “rawr!”

You punas your bunganga with your hanky to remove the bulbol of the sisiw.

Call Darla to make abot the payment.

[elysianxreveries]

If it doesn’t make you happy anymore, then why don’t you have the courage to let go of everything that makes you sad? Sometimes, letting go is the only way to stop the pain. Take a step out of it! I assure you; your life would be so much happier than it was before.

A short message for myself. // (-l.m.l.b)

[stargazerinmoksha]

Hey, baby. You’ve been reading this blog. I know you do. Do you think my words are beautiful? Yes, you’d say. I don’t believe you. You can tell me my words are in its finest state and I wouldn’t care. You don’t feel these emotions. You don’t. I’m not sure where all of these poems are leading, maybe they’re hopeless. I’m finished yelling. I’m finished with this anger. We may never get back together and that’s fine. The crazy part? You left and took more than your body. My arms cling onto you at night. I don’t have those anymore. My fingers don’t listen to me. I tell them to sleep, yet… I’m still writing. My eyes? They’re delusional. They see what they want and who they want. You are everywhere. My legs? I trip and I’m a klutz now.. Happy? These words were never really mine, they’ve always been yours. You took everything, but this fucking poetry. Why would you leave the best thing about you? You left your inspirations on blank paper and I have to drip ink onto it every night. I want you to see this. I want you to write again. Where the fuck did you go? The mundane daily routines sucked you dry. You’re a sponge. I may not have the glamorous part of life down yet, but you’re deprived. Not of me, but of your own creativity. You used to be so lively, now… You can’t sleep. You do, but not really. You lay around in bed stressing about your failing grades. I want you to become a successful nurse, so continue with that. Do not regret a thing. Life has its way with us every day. I just didn’t think we’d change this much. The sky. Oh man. Do you remember sitting on that beach? It’s cliché, right? We didn’t really talk. We just sat. And I’m fine with that. A silent kiss. An innocent one, right? It became a chore so you ran away. Here’s one last dirty dish for you. Love isn’t perfect. It’s not always smiles. It’s not always happy. I would’ve done anything to make you smile, but you stopped talking long before I started yelling. Happiness? Are you happy? You gave up on your dreams and hopes to become successful in society. You used to speak of travel like it was a magical journey. I know you didn’t always wear dresses like normal girls, but it was cute. You were different. You were. I think that’s when we changed. You decided being you wasn’t enough, so you became someone else. Someone I can’t love. Me? I’ve changed too. A part of me will always be consumed by the anger you’ve sparked. You want me to let go, yet… you let go first. I would’ve held onto you until the stars left our sky. But it’s all just stories that I’ll relive every night. I know you’re reading this and I don’t know where I was going with this. You must hate us. A chore. I’m confused. I’ll always be confused about us. Do me a favor and get a small piece of yourself back. You can have it. You can have a piece of this poetry forever. It’ll always treat you well. I promise. If nothing else, share the world your amazing prowess for story telling. That was your most beautiful quality.

#693 // I just never got the chance to tell you, until it was too late. How cliché, right? (via poetryleftbyher)

[hirxeth]

“It was no ordinary friendship. We were inseparable, constantly being separated. I’ve realized that no matter where you are or who you’re with, I will always truly, completely love you.”

Love, Rosie (2014) dir. Christian Ditter

[anotherchancetoturnitright]

Ang sweet nitong batang 'to, manang mana ka talaga sken.! Last na yan ha.. Wag mo na ulit gagawin yan @itsmechrizel . HAHAHAHAHA. Wavyuuuu. 💋👊💪😂 #091615 #surprisedaw #effortpamore

[anotherchancetoturnitright]

Nung mga panahong sya ang nangangailangan ng kausap, nandyan ka para damayan sya at bigyan sya ng payo. Ngayong ikaw naman ang nangangailan ng makakausap ang isasagot sayo, "matutulog na ko eh.". Tangina lang db? Tangina talaga.!

-'wag mo na syang hintayin, hindi na sya babalik.

[itsmejudyyy-deactivated20161210]

Tanong lang?

[1] Kung ikaw si Batman, sino ang bahala sa yo? Give three examples. [2] Ano ang mas malaki? BAG NI DORA o BULSA NI DORAEMON? Ipaliwanag. [3] Sino ang kumagat sa logo ng Apple, at bakit hindi niya ito inubos? [4] Kung may UPCAT, bakit walang UPDOG? Elaborate. [5] Sa produktong Crayola, ano ang pinagkaiba ng yellow green sa green yellow? Explain using logarithmic functions. [6] Kung ang 1 kg ay may 1000 g, ilang grams naman ang meron sa Instagram? Show your solution. [7] Kung sa Kasaysayan ng Pilipinas may “”Panahon ng Amerikano, Hapon, Kastila at Pre-Colonial,” kailan naman matatagpuan ang Panahon ng Kopong- kopong? Ilahad ang mga mahalagang pangyayari at magpakita ng archaeological pieces of evidence. [8] If men are from Mars and women are from Venus, bakit sila nagpunta sa earth? [9] Should you give up or should you just keep chasing pavements? Expound. [10] Ano ang meron kay Brand X at galit na galit ang ibang brand sakanya? Explain. [11] Masasabi mo bang fair ang Ms. Universe kung lahat ng contestants at judges ay galing sa Earth? Explain. [12] Gaano kataas ang lipad ng Whisper with wings? Graph your solution. [13] Kung may mag-imbento ng powdered water, anong idadagdag mo? [14] Kung walang kamay ang mga ibon, then why do birds suddenly APIR? Ipaliwanag. [15] Sabi ng iba, napuntahan niya na lahat ng sulok ng mundo. Paano mo masasabi na may “sulok” ang mundo kung Oblate Spheroid naman ang hugis nito? Explain and draw your answer on a ¼ sheet of graphing paper. [16] May nalunod na ba sa lalim ng gabi? Kung meron, enumerate. [17] Bakit ang tawag sa *building* building kung tapos na siya? Justify. [18] Is this the real life? Or is this just fantasy? EXPLAIN. [20] Gaano kadalas ang minsan? Enumerate. [21] How did Adele set fire to the rain? Write the chemical formula. [22] Kapag ang ipis nahulog sa tubig na may sabon, dudumi ba ang tubig o lilinis ang ipis? Bakit pababa nang pababa ang spaghetti? Explicate using Newton’s Law of Gravitation. [23] Does the moonlight shine on Paris after the sun goes down? [24] Kung ang nakatusok na baboy ay barbeque, ang nakatusok na saging ay bananacue, bakit ang kabayo, carousel? [25] Ilan ang butas sa isang cracker ng skyflakes? Illustrate. [26] Kung ang tao nagmula sa unggoy, bakit may mukhang kabayo? Explain. [27] Nauuhaw din ba ang mga isda? Ipaliwanag. [28] Bakit pag rush hour tsaka mabagal ang daloy ng traffic? Explain your answer using sign language. [29] Nasaan ang Edge of Glory? Write your final answer in nautical miles. [30] In 140 characters, ibuod ang talambuhay ni Jose Rizal. [31] Ang breakfast ba at dinner, pwedeng ilagay sa lunchbox?

[wnq-writers]

She laughs too much and doesn’t cry enough, and that suffocated sigh between her laughs tells you how scarred her soul is.

VàZaki Nada (via wnq-writers)

[larmoyante]

It’s too easy, you see, to get trapped in the past. The past is very seductive. People always talk about the mists of time, you know, but really it’s the present that’s in a mist, uncertain. The past is quite clear, and warm, and comforting. That’s why people often get stuck there.

Susanna Kearsley, Mariana  (via natutulogpa)

[drinkt0forget-deactivated202303]

How do I explain to someone that I do care, that I am just having a difficult time showing my emotions because everything in life has taught me to put them away? How do I explain that the fists I had felt every time my father was too much into his beer and a few days without his self-medicated supplies, it has made me the scared person I am today? How do I explain that the many nights I sat with my mother at only eight years old and watched her cry her eyes out because she loved a man who could only love his drugs, it has made me the scared person I am today? How do I explain that the calmness I saw in my father changing rapidly into unexplained anger, it has made me the scared person I am today? How do I explain that the many nights I sat home alone because my mom worked and my father could not care to explain his whereabouts, could not take care of the children who did him no wrong, only to confide in unknown women and make more children who he could not support, it has made me the scared person I am today? How do I explain that waking up at seven in the morning just to visit my father one day a week behind clear glass just to watch him complain, it has made me the scared person I am today? How do I explain that the way I act, the way I hide, it is only the result of being so torn down as a child by the only person I was supposed to trust?

 (via drinkt0forget)

[wnq-writers]

I’m not the kind of girl that will hold your hand and tell you it’s gonna be okay, I’m the kind of girl who’s gonna give you a cigarette and tell you it’s gonna get worse, that’s it’s gonna break you until you have no hope left, I’m not the kind of girl who will gonna fix you but I promise I’ll be there while you fix yourself.

atelophobiaxx  (via wnq-writers)

[anotherchancetoturnitright]

FOR.EH.VAH.! 😜😄😂 thankyou for spoiling me @itsmechrizel ..😘❤💋 (at UPH-Dr Jose G. Tamayo Medical Center, Binan Laguna)

[thelovewhisperer]

She’s the girl that has a few best friends and doesn’t need anymore. The girl that laughs the hardest at her own jokes. She’s the girl that will hang up on you, but then call you right back and say sorry. She’s the girl who will never leave your side when you need her. The girl who will go out of her way to cheer you up. She’s the girl who never sleeps without her teddy bear by her side. She’s the girl who says she isn’t ticklish, but really is. She’s the girl who will not give up on you if she really believes in you. She’s the girl who believes in loving somebody forever.

(via missedlynn)

[5000letters]

It’s still you. It’ll be you when you fracture your wrist at 4AM and call me when I have a presentation the next morning. It’ll be you when you ask to drive my new car and crash it into a telephone pole. It’ll be you if we hate each other for a day or a few. And if you break my favourite mug. And if you keep forgetting our anniversary and make it up to me by baking a salty cake. It’ll be you when your dad dies and you stop talking because you don’t know how. It’ll be you when you crawl softly into my open arms. It’ll be you when your mum calls me a “whore” and you jerk your chin and all you say is “no.” It’s you when you’re messy and ill and sweaty. You when you leave the house door unlocked. You when you burp drunkenly into my ear and curl into my side like a baby. It’ll be you when you burn breakfast in bed and then kiss me for five minutes straight. It’ll be you when your hair gets too long and you can’t be bothered to cut it. You when you fall asleep on the sofa with the cat on your chest. You when we fight and turn everything to rubble. You when you put your mouth to my ear and whisper “it’s you. It’s still you.”

Azra.T “It’s still you, it’s still you - MA”  (via missedlynn)

[anotherchancetoturnitright]

DARATING DIN SA AKIN, MALILIMUTAN KITA.....

-'wag mo na syang hintayin, hindi na sya babalik.

[anotherchancetoturnitright]

GOODMORNING MONDAY.! Can we be friends for the rest of the week?? :)

-'wag mo na syang hintayin, hindi na sya babalik.