bella's point of view

i post anything that i want. idc if you'll like it or not. by the way, its just my thoughts :)

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Today, I lied.

I lied to the person who trust me most.

I lied to the person I trust the most.

Why?

Because I want him to be mad at me.

I don't actually remember when was the last time we fought. So now, I tried to annoy him. I lied to him bigtime. Worst thing I did was to put my 'no sign of guilt' face him. I look into his eyes with my soulless attitude. I saw his eyes water to tears. Maybe, I was a bit harsh to him and now I am mad at myself.

I am an asshole.

I want to kill myself.

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perfect timing .

photo by Matthew

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THE COLOR OF HAPPINESS. 

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may mga tao talagang mahilig makisawsaw.

 yung tumutuhog ka pa nga lang, heto na sya’t magcocross sa landas mo. sisirain ang diskarte mo sa pagtuhog at ang malala, tutuluan ka pa ng sauce. >.< 

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we may be the same in some ways, but we all have unique characteristics that makes us different from each other.

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stop it when you don’t want want fight.

pc: MattEM

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yehey!

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Never

why do persons like my brother exists?! i really don't understand! my family life sucks with hies existence. maybe, he'd helped us on some ways financially but never with fucking care. it's all about pity. he pitied on us. coz he has the power, he has the wealth. but never will he be on that throne without the struggles of my parents. damn it! damn him! never will he be in that situation without our sacrifices. never will it be. never. i thank him. for those pity he gave us. but i mostly hate him, for he looks at his self a great one. so boastful of what he have now. never on my whole life that I'd heaed him thank papa, neither mama. and that fucks it all. never will i ever like him. never. ever. hate?! yes, for me to him? that'll will be forever.

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Wooden Carving Is Twice As Old As The Pyramids

A mysterious wooden statue, extracted from a peat bog in Eastern Russia in the 19th century, has been dated back 11,000 years by a team of German scientists this week, making what was already the world’s oldest wooden carving even older.

The idol was carbon dated in 1997, which indicated it was roughly 9,500 years old, but a new team of scientists has re-analyzed the object using accelerator mass spectrometry, a much more sensitive method. This revealed that it was actually created around 1,500 years earlier, at the start of the Holocene epoch – the beginning of the period in which humans began to dominate the world.

(Source)

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Dear human~

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The Man Who Married His Voltaic Pile

In 1800, Alessandro Volta announced his invention of the Voltaic pile, the world’s first electric battery that allowed for a continuous, steady, and strong flow of electric current. A young German physicist named Johann Wilhelm Ritter took advantage of this discovery to apply the poles of a Voltaic pile systematically to every part of his body.

Ritter applied current to his tongue where it produced an acidic flavor. Shoving the wires up his nose made him sneeze. Touching them to his eyeballs caused strange colors to swim in his vision. Ritter also applied the current to his genitals. The latter experiment proved rather pleasurable. He wrapped his reproductive organ in a cloth moistened with lukewarm milk, then applied the current. Swelling soon occurred, followed by climax. He had become a pioneer of electro-orgasm.

This experiment was made stranger by the fact that Ritter would occasionally tell people he was marrying his Voltaic pile. This might have been considered only slightly odd. But Ritter kept pushing onward increasing the current to dangerous levels, forcing himself to endure longer periods of time, and using opium to dull the pain. As a result, his health suffered.

Repeated electrocution caused his eyes to grow infected. He endured frequent headaches, muscle spasms, numbness, and stomach cramps. His lungs filled with mucus. He temporarily lost much of the sensation in his tongue. Dizzy spells overcame him, causing him to collapse. 

A feeling of crushing fatigue, sometimes lasting for weeks, often made it difficult for him to get out of bed. At one time, the current paralyzed his arm for a week.(Source) 

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Sleep cycle

I have just noticed something. this past days, my sleep cycle changed. Sleeping and waking up in right time tends to have a more cheerful day to go. This is totally different from my sleep cycle last month which i have a sudden feeling of sadness everytime i sleep late at night.

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When the sun hits the pelican’s beak at the right angle, you can see inside of it. 

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We're not Drowning, We're Fighting!

We are entitled to protect our environment. We should be concerned of what is currently happening in our surroundings. Being homocentric is not a good thing when it comes to biodiversity. Conserving what should be saved is by the advantage of all not just for the humans. In our times, we only care for what is benificial to us but we are not looking at other organisms. “Why do we need to conserve this endangered species?” , This is the question that is intact in to my mind when the seminar on Climate Change goes. At first, all ideas that i thought is about the advantages of humans to why do we need to conserve this species. But after the the talk of Mr. Cledera, i realized that i am being homocentric, which is not a trait of a person concerning conservation. Conservation is about the survival and prolonging the lives of organisms. We should think about the lives of organisms and the lives that depends on them. Life on Earth is just a wide chains. We are interconnected with each other. Meaning, once one chain is broken, all will be affected.

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liar • n : a person who has lied or who lies repeatedly. how often do you lie in a day? once? twice? trice? or maybe uncountable. if you are to ask me, Liar is just as fit to my name.I am a lie. I live with lies. my world is a lie. nothing is true in me except the fact that I am still in love with the man in front of the altar with a girl on her side right now.and I am here, standing in this corner with a microphone in my hands and singing a lovely song for them. months before, I was contacted by a phone number that I memorized by heart. it's him. the only man I loved for the past 10 years of my life. my best friend, my ex-lover. who would have thought that after our break up, he would still phone me and ask how am I doing in my fuckin' life. and because I am a shit and good at this, I lied. "of course I'm fine. as always." before you have ruined my life. a few exchange of thoughts till he come up to his exact point of calling me. "I am getting married ." "oh~ that-- that's a great news! will I be prepared for a party? or will I help you with something?" I am not supposed to say that. but the outburst of sarcasm just skipped. this Fucking tears betrayed me again. "yes. there'll be a party 2 weeks from now and yes, I think I need your help." "who would say no his bestfriend to a great party! count me in. should I wear black?" yeah~ who would not? it's a Fucking party! everybody is celebrating, laughing,burning their throat with alcohol. I like that. so Fucking much. shitting around making happy face in front of everyone. "hey. stop joking around! I thought we're over this? and you're dismissing my request" "oh sorry. did you laugh at my joke? it's funny, isn't it? yeah~ what's your request again?" funny.really.fuckin' funny. "tsss~ you're coated with your sarcastic words as always. by the way, will you sing for my wedding?" always. will sing for his wedding. great! I'm a talented son of a bitch, who has a golden voice, the Best friend. who am I to decline a Bestfriend's request? "is that it? I thought you would ask me to be your bride instead. hahaha. just kidding. of course! tell me what you want me to sing" liar. crazy fuckin' masochist liar. I can say a word, but my insides is a grated cheese melting in a heated oven. after all, I am always a loser. loser of my own decisions. a loser fighting myself. I can always tell I am fine in front of everyone. can smile at every person I pass by. this is how I kill myself.