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hi
had this blog since 2012, i was 12.
i'm 24 now.
wow.
it's been a long time.
wow.
hi.
if the moon could scream they would scream all the names of the stars they had lost. as if the jet black night could bring them back to light once more. they will tear in half, they will fade in sight, but they would be loud as they howl those names that died—
for you.
yes, for you.
those nights whereas you screamed in silence and wept alone— as you wish upon a star, it never stops twinkling until it burns itself to pass. it dies for you so that whatever you ought, it may come true. It becomes a forgotten memory, even you doesn't know.
but the moon knows it all.
she never forgets. she cries for help at night, she cries in silence in the morning. the moon knows it all.
the moon remembers.
The saddest thing about us is when I could always see tomorrow with you while you couldn't even remember the yesterday we had.
My love, this is everything we wanted to be. Except that you're no longer here with me.
And every morning when he wakes up, he would always reach for her hand even though he knows that she's not there anymore.
destiny took years for us to create such a beautiful story and it only took you a night to finally say goodbye.
She who kept on finding love for years, found herself instead. Yet, she indeed found love.
2006
I was you
You are smaller, yet I was you
Whenever you look into the mirror, it is me
Well, it will be me
I know you are looking forward to grow
An ecstatic child wanting tomorrow
But kid, let me tell you this
What lies ahead will not be just bliss
No enemies will understand you in your joyance
No friends will tolerate you in your silence
You will lose, you will gain
With that, you’ll learn about pain
And kid, I’ll tell you
Just do whatever you want to do
Do not be afraid of a broken heart
For there are no unbroken hearts
Be different, if that’s what you like
It won’t make you less if you are on the other side
Be a phoenix in a cage full of butterflies
Be the person your heart desires
You are not yet done
That makes us one
Hold onto that rail
It will be an unending sail
My dear, I know you will make it through
For you have something to pursue
For you have a latter life to view
With this, I’ll say I won’t forget about you
Who are we as human beings, if we ignore the suffering of others?
Anonymous (via mhango)
Things you taught me:
1. How to love things (people) even when they are broken.
2. How to break yourself by doing #1
Chrissy Vistiaire
sa dalampasigan, mga tubig, dumadaan. kasabay ng pag-ibig na nagkaroon ng hangganan. ang mga alon, mga buhanging nakababaon. doon tuluyang naubos ang pagkakataon. sa langit sa may bandang itaas, mga punong naglalagas. doon nagsimula, doon din nagwakas.
“So many people walk around with a meaningless life. They seem half-asleep, even when they’re busy doing things they think are important. This is because they’re chasing the wrong things. The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning”
— Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie (via amortizing)
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The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
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