#buntonghininga

[kenthought]

PUTANG INANG MINDSET

Alam nyo 12:35 na Ngayon habang Ginagawa ko to,

Ang Dami Dami kong naiisip, Ang Dami Dami kong gusto sabihin, Ang daming Tao na Gusto ko Sapaken sa Mukha.

Ang Dami kong Gusto itama, at Marami din akong Gustong mangyari.

Ang Hirap lang na Naka KULONG ka sa Mindset na "Kailangan mong maging mabuti para Iwas Gulo"

Pero sa kaka pigil ko sa sarili ko para di Magulo Ang Sitwasyon MAS gumugulo Ang Isip ko.

PUTANG INANG MINDSET YAN.

[pekson]

12 years ago, we left home in search of a new life. Happy days with the kids at PNE Vancouver before their classes began. #SentiSabado #kids #12yearsago #thosewerethedays #goodolddays #happydays #itsraining #mustbetherain #blametheweather #buntonghininga @pne_playland #PNE #vancouver #bc #peksonkids #pekson (at PNE/Playland)

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Ikaw at Ako...

Ay sorry! Wala nga palang ‘Ikaw’, ‘Ako’ lang... hahaha! sino bang niloloko ko???

Sa sobrang lawak ng mundong ito, maiintindihan ko kung hindi tayo magtatagpo. Sayang naman ang ganda ko.

[telephobia]

Mahal, tulad ni Bulan ang aking pagkabuo ay saglit lamang, di magtatagal ay unti-unting mauubos ako’y mauupos at pararaanin ang dilim dahil sa pagdaan ng gabi sa kada inog ng iyong mundo ako ay unti-unting naglalaho upang bigyang daan ang pagkinang ng mga tala sana'y mahintay mo pa rin at abangan ang aking pagbalik, ang muli kong pagkabuo

[telephobia]

I passed by a bridge and I couldn't stop myself from imagining how it would feel like jumping from here wind rushing through my face free-falling to a shallow stream hitting the cliff rocks bones breaking to tiny pieces blood rushing out of my wounded body

ah, my sweet, sweet death how I yearn for my slow and painful death.

[telephobia]

Purple candles for purple fingers

Red candles for red-stained tile floors

Blue candles for blue warm sheets

Black candles for black dead eyes.

Light them up.

Light the candles up.

[telephobia]

Life: What seems to be the problem now, huh? Me: I think I may have buried my motivation here somewhere, let me get a shovel. I’ll get back to you in a month or two.

[telephobia]

To Ma

ma, I want to ask you did you feel this way, too when you were twenty something and it was all thrilling to make decisions on your own was love the same as they said a kiss making your knees weak, a once in a lifetime romance giving butterflies in your stomach?

what about your dreams, are they as magnificent now as you've always hoped it would be? were you as excited as I to venture out into the world and travel through unknown lands with nothing but sheer belief that life is an endless wonder and you might as well enjoy the ride?

ma, did you feel this way, too? when you were twenty something and life wasn't going as planned did you have second thoughts about the road you were following? was your pillow soft enough to absorb all your tears and hear about your fears?

was there a gripping feeling in your heart when your first love left you? did you fall back to your bed, unable to move for days? were you ever afraid that you wouldn't meet pa or have me and my brother?

did you feel the weight of the world upon your shoulders when bills were starting to pile up? was there a time when you just wanted to quit?

ma, did you feel this way, too? like the entire universe made it hard for you to breathe, did you ever wake up sweating and gasping for air when you saw the monsters hiding under your bed or the demons you've kept in the closet staring at you at two in the morning? was there a time when you needed to ask grandma about your uncertainties and insecurities as well? is there any chance you can guide me through this or will it be like those days when you locked yourself inside your room, cried yourself to sleep, and just carried on with life, as usual?

ma, it got better, right?