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I've been looking for an outlet to express and to find inspiration; I might revive this thing
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@carlolitos
hoy giatay mag 2025 na?
I've been looking for an outlet to express and to find inspiration; I might revive this thing
I'm talking to the parents here who find it difficult to love their child for being queer. Maybe you could give all the love you know to your child or the money, wealth, and comfort the world has to offer. Maybe you're protecting them too much or worrying for them, but it won't be enough if you can't give them the liberty to love who they want to be with.
To the queer child who reads this and tries their best: You learned to overcompensate to please people for just being who you are. Remember that the struggle you feel every day just to prove your worth will bear fruit one day. But I hope that the pedestal you're trying to climb is meant to please yourself and not for the validation of other people. You will one day find a community and build a family on your own. Maybe you are not related by blood but by the bond you shared, and you will understand the meaning of being seen and being who you are without even trying. Until then, please bear with the world and be kind to yourself.
but you know.. where’s the fun in my last post.
Well... life is but a series of stress. and I couldn’t be more stressed out how to continue living my life as a closeted bisexual dude without disappointing the two people whom my life revolved around - my parents.
So I guess that’s going to be the next big mystery I’ll have to figure out.
Hello Tumblr!
It’s already almost the end of 2022 and I’ve only gotten back here after almost 4 years. I honestly don’t know how I still kept my access to this account.
So, what’s new?
Since 2018, I’ve spent all of my time trying to break into the industry. I’ve finally moved to Metro Manila (BGC) where I started with a project-based data job to eventually study a new field I want to get into - Data Science - only to find myself back CDO due to the pandemic. Unlike my ECE license, I was able to practice a part of Data Science in my newfound path which is Risk Management (to be general about it). I will always be grateful to the people who have invited me to their world - that first manager and VP I worked with.
Currently, I am back with my Family for almost 3 years now and I’m now a furdad to two dogs who are mischievous in their own ways. I’m 26 and I’ve 98% reached my income target by the time I’m 30 and I’ve just realized how silly it was of me to aim for such thing. Silly that it was all monetary and silly that I underestimated myself not to reach it sooner, I guess.
I have a boyfriend now for one and a half year and I couldn’t be more grateful. A private life with him, and him - in particular, are the two most significant part that’s made this relationship a complete delight. I’m grateful to have found someone I can be myself and also feels the same way. And I’m also happy that we are able to enjoy our little world - just the two of us.
I feel like I understand the world better now and respond to it much better than before. I guess I just faced life as it is and (struggled) strived to find real meaning in it.
I have my own car now and a big savings - both of which I never thought of having a couple of years ago. I am grateful for my privileges and I feel like my way of showing that is to be responsible with it.
So, am I happy?
I saw this video online about a nurse answering this question and I totally agree with what she said. She’s happy at a 9 out of 10 score considering that happiness is also chemically driven and an imbalance to that causes the opposite. But I think her 9/10 answer is a state of joy.
What is Joy?
Joy, in my understanding, is a disposition of understanding, acceptance, and gratitude. I couldn’t be more grateful for this life but I have just started to understand it and I guess I’m more than halfway in accepting that this is me, these are the things I was born into, and this will be my life.
In short, this is a reminder to myself that I don’t have to be laughing or smiling just to prove that I’m happy. I am more than happy - I am joyful of this life.
CHAR
HOW CAN I BE IF YOU WON’T LET ME?
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
No joke. Every time I reblog this, it just works. Do your magic again!!!
Moving to BGC: A Series of Inner Breakdowns and learned-the-hard-way Lessons
Majority of the people moving into the big city would usually get thrilled with new places to explore and food to try. For my case, I wasn’t. Just today, I asked my myself “Why wasn’t I?”
Growing up in an environment where responsibilities are always presented to me, I guess moving into this city made me focus on career and my placement and how I am going to live here and pay for my lifestyle. I started thinking of insurance, going to the gym, monthly savings and medical needs; having zero of all those things plus negative monthly expense stressed me out the entire time.
When I tried to look at the experiences of other people who came before me in this big damn metropolitan, most (if not all) were supported by parents for a few months while I thought of being independent just a month after I moved in. Cue the entrance of anxieties and stresses.
Just a week before Christmas, I have flu minus the fever, I have been working overtime without pay, and my hard-earned Samsung Note 8 got stolen by some prick. Just when I thought going home to my hometown was the worst thing that could have happened, all these unfortunate events plus the falling down the stairs of on a rainy night on Christmas day that left me bruised and wounded was the worst of it all.
Looking back at my first month (and despite being worried about the rent), I actually made it. Few of the things I am most grateful for is my fighting spirit and resilience that kept me going. I managed to finish Simbang Gabi on my own tirelessly. It was just surprisingly a piece of cake. Lastly, I had friends to spend Christmas with.
My fam is coming for NYE and I think it’s going to be one of the best things that will happen to me.
[Verse 1]
Will you ever
Say you love me
Say you want me
Or whatever?
I have wondered
If you need me
It doesn't always
Seem like it
[Chorus 1]
But after all is fine
That you need this much time
It’s obvious what you think
I understand
[Verse 2]
Will you ever
Care about me
Ask about me
Talk whenever?
I've been waiting
Really struggling
Since forever
To make you smile
[Chorus 2]
But if you say goodbye
I won't be asking why
It’s obvious what you think
About us
[Outro]
I'm tired of everything
Let me know
Oh, do you feel the same?
One of the few things that give me hope in the corporate world are the people who are thoughtful even in the most little ways. I have this officemate who has been initiating small talks with me since day 1. When she noticed I have been standing up to go to their side to throw my garbage because didn't have a trashbin, she gave me hers and shared trashbins with ther seatmate. (I also don't have a seatmate). When I asked if we had a stirrer and didn't have any, the next day she brought her damn girly stirrer and lent it to me until I finish my project. When she noticed I have been living off of 3in1 coffee, she bought me a cold brew Columbian coffee as a small christmas present!
She inspires me to be thoughtful of others and what I've witnessed is an example of a butterfuly theory.
Damn straight!
// I can’t figure out what I want //
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just be yourself, okay?
I guess this is worth trying - Carl the Data Analyst
I'm really here
Moved to BGC
Anxiety is real.
Flooded The Heaven with Prayers
I’ve never prayed so many things in just a year.