Some steps need to be taken alone. It’s the only way to really figure out where you need to go and who you need to be.
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Some steps need to be taken alone. It’s the only way to really figure out where you need to go and who you need to be.
Mandy Hale (via ment
"I have to be alone very often. I'd be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That's how I refuel."
-Audrey Hepburn
Sometimes people think they know you. They know a few facts about you, and they piece you together in a way that makes sense to them. And if you don’t know yourself very well, you might even believe that they are right. But the truth is, that isn’t you. That isn’t you at all.
Leila Sales (via thoughtkick)
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the soul that is in me is the master of driving everyone away,
"We read to know we're not alone."
- William Nicholson, Shadowlands
Familiar Stranger
Today I was out with my friends
We were moving and i suddenly stopped.
I saw a person
Alone, sad, had pouring eyes but was still smiling.
I wanted to talk to him,
I wanted to ask him what was wrong...
I gained the courage somehow and asked him why was he looking so uneasy and dead...
He did not reply to my questions.
I was flattered by the innocence and the self control of the young boy.
I just wanted to talk to him but he did not speak a word...
He was with people around him but was still feeling alone and had tears pouring down his eyes but no one noticed except me.
The situation of the boy was pitiful and it seemed like he just needed a hug.
His eyes were magical. They seemed as if they had a story without any characters but still full of emotions and grievances.
It seemed as if he wanted some support and love from the people around him maybe his friends or parents...
His eyes spoke a thousand words.
His eyes seemed as if he was very courageous and hard working but the tears of loneiness and denial never stopped.
I just wanted to give him a hug so i stepped forward and ouch!
I hit my head at the mirror.
I was always extra cautious not to use the word forever, so you couldn’t make the promise that I was scared you would break. But now I don’t use forever, or next year, or next Christmas; because it’s harder to erase the picture of your future, than it is to paint the damn thing.
- G.L. Angelone
I never want to love that much again, because I never want to hurt that much again.
- G.L. Angelone
yey today marks my 3rd year singlesarry!!! :(((
Like a puppet, I am controlled by a series of strings attached to a series of people, and problems, and places. But the strings are tangled now, and I need to cut myself loose or I’ll be stuck forever.
- G.L. Angelone
𝗣𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗼 𝗧𝗮𝘆𝗼 𝗻𝗴 𝗣𝗮𝗴𝗺𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗹
Hindi ko kailangan ang yakap mo,
Ang paghalik mo sa aking noo,
Ang pagdampi ng iyong labi sa aking labi.
Ganoon din ang palagiang paghaplos ng iyong palad sa aking pisngi,
At ang paglapat ng iyong mga daliri, sa bawat puwang sa pagitan ng aking mga daliri.
Ngayon ko kailangan ang iyong paglayo,
dalawang metro,
anim na talampakan.
Dyan ka lang!
Huwag na huwag kang lalapit.
Dyan ka lang!
Kung ayaw mong mahawaan ng sakit.
Dumidistansya ang tunay na umiibig,
may malasakit, may pagsagip.
~ nestie bryal
““Do you fall in love with boys or with girls?” I asked her. “Sometimes boys,” she replied. “Mostly souls.””
— Juansen Dizon, Confessions of a Wallflower page 132
here i come again to u, my love.