Supergirl No More @sellecarr - Tumblr Blog

weren't you?

You love them. You let them hurt you. You give them excuses that it is okay. Wait until you wake up and realize it was partly your fault too.

sellecarr

giving him the power to hurt you, taking the risk; remembered saying this to myself before

soulfulreverie

vincent van gogh ate yellow paint. i think i know why.

he is so desperate to be happy that he is willing to do extra measures to feel that emotion again. what i realized is that, maybe we all are a vincent van gogh because i have tried so hard to be so happy but every time i’m at the edge of finally reaching it, someone snatches it away from me and darling, darling, i’m close to eating yellow paint.

Damn it, whenever I remember it.

Sorry If I ain't your cheerleader anymore, but can I still be your bestfriend? Can you still trust me with your every second stories?

All was my fault. I should be blamed of everything. I should have just shutted my mouth and never said anything. Sorry for caring too much, sorry for having too many reactions even about the smallest things in your life. Because that's how I love you, every inch of your life is important to me. Sorry for being who I am. Sorry.

Kumusta?

Dear Mr. Human Diary,

I kinda missed you. Lol kidding, what I'm trying to say is that I kinda missed you, A LOT. You don't know how much it hurts me not telling you boring stories that happened through out the day. How I woke up late because of dreaming or would I say nightmare about your boss. Lol, him visiting my dream is extremely a nightmare. I also want to make pabebe of how my leg hurts. I wanted to hear how concerned you are. I wanted to read some text messages me not to stand and stroll at the office. I wanted to tell you when Eva and Thea were telling me stories of what happened to you giving me small clues of it. I wanted to text you right away, but I can't. I checked that stupid gay's post just to checked what was Thea's saying, and there. God knows how I want to text you, how I want to comfort you. But I cant. I don't know. I'm afraid of how to react of all those things. Sorry. Maybe this is what you feel right now, you're also afraid of my reactions that you ended up not sharing stories of anything as well. And I know all's my fault. I should be blamed of everything. And here I am instead telling you about all these things, well I guess, should be thankful to Tumblr.

Love,

Superweak Girl

P.S. Haha you don't know how my boss looks like during our Baby Shark dance, he said pinagkaisahan namin sya. Missed laughing at this things with you. :(

You've changed, a lot.

Okay, I'll shut up. I will never say anything running in my mind. I will never tell you what's bothering me. I will just keep all my thoughts to myself. Sorry for being this. I thought sharing thoughts is a boyfriend girlfriend thing be it positive or negative. Sorry for being like this. I hope this can save our relationship.

Feels like everything I'm saying to you are all against you. Feels like you're treating me like your worst enemy. Better be quiet and let myself die each day.

Can someone kill me now, please?

When will it get back to normal?