#josephinebracken

[cspixes]

Ma’am kumusta naman ang lovelife nyo ni Tiyo Jose? #Dapitan #JoseRizal #JosephineBracken #iphonography #photography #tours #travel #exile #RizalShrine #ZamboangaDelNorte #ZDN (at José Rizal Memorial Protected Landscape)

[picca-boo]

hindi pa huli para bumati ako kaya magkekwento muna ako.

noong 2011, may nakilala akong magaling na manunulat dito. natutuwa ako kapag binabasa ko mga tula at prosang ginagawa niya. hindi ko alam pero iba talaga ‘yung mga sulat niya, nararamdaman mo at kung minsan, mukhang kinakausap ka o pakiramdam ko, nandun ako sa mismong pangyayari na ‘yun. iba talaga, noong una takot akong kausapin siya. mukha kasi siyang mataray, mukha lang pero hindi totoo. maraming bagay ang nakikita ng ibang tao na kabaligtaran sa tunay na ugali niya. kahit dumating sa punto na gusto ko siyang kausapin at tulungan pero alam mo kung ano ang nangyari, sinabi niya sa akin na huwag na muna niya akong kausapin, hayaan ko muna siya. noong sinabi niya ‘yun, hindi ako natakot sa kanya, mas natuwa ako kasi nagpapakatotoo siya sa sarili niya. matapang siyang babae, walang inaatrasan kahit napapagod na, kahit minsan naliligaw na at hindi na kilala ang sarili. pero alam mo kung ano ‘yung nagustuhan kong ugali niya? ‘yung kahit hindi kayo palaging nagkakausap, kahit hindi kayo madalas magkita, kahit sobrang dami niyang ginagawa, hindi siya nakakalimot at hinding hindi ka niya kakalimutan lalo na kung sobrang napalapit ka na sa puso niya. hay. sana lang mas makilala mo pa siya, sana lang bigyan ka din ng pagkakataon na maging kaibigan niya para malaman mo kung gaano kaganda ang puso niya, kung gaano kaganda ang pagkatao niya. hindi siya perpekto, marami siyang sugat na siguro ngayon ay hindi pa naghihilom pero sobrang mamahalin mo siya.

maligayang kaarawan, Bernardine Hinkle! pasensya na hindi ko na mahanap ‘yung tulang isinulat ko para sa iyo noon, nawala na ata siya o nakasama dun sa dati kong tumblr. pasensya na hindi tayo nagkita, pasensya na talaga. sana naging masaya ka po ngayon, sana naramdaman mo kung gaano karami ang nagmamahal sa iyo, kung gaano ka kahalaga sa amin at kung gaano ka pinagpala, ‘di lang talento, kung hindi pati na rin sa kagandahan. ipagpatuloy mo lang ang pagiging totoo at ang pagiging mabuting kaibigan, mas alagaan mo na po ang sarili mo at syempre, huwag mo kalimutan po na marami kang pwedeng sandalan. mag-iingat po palagi, dasal ko ay magkaroon ka pa ng maraming biyaya, maging masaya sa trabaho mo, at mahanap mo na ang taong para sa iyo. hahaha. charot! mahal kita, ate dayn!!! :)

[eapplember]

Ako'y isang huwarang mamamayan ng aking bansa.. Mga taong idinadagdag sa lupon ng aking mga kaibigan ay mga taong may kinalaman sa kasaysayan.. Sila'y mababait, hindi mapagmataas. Kahit nakaaangat ay marunong pa din makipagkapwa sa katulad kong simpleng mamamayan... #josephinebracken #accepted #characteroperator (at Eden Court Balubaran)

[ervzandspicez]

Here’s a salve for my lately wounded heart and soul:

"i just hope that one day, each of us who has loved and felt lost at the middle of the road we are walking on will at least find our way back to the beginning. it’s where everything becomes new. fresh. as if we’ve never tried to dealt our souls an exhausting journey. as if we’ve never stepped on the starting line. as if the spring is just about to bloom new wishes, all of which are granted. each of us will be raw, like a car with its tires replaced for a longer journey. like roots with wilted buds but will soon spring out new leaves again. and that somewhere along the road, if we ever get lost again, we find a pair of hands ready to guide us on our way that leads to home. we find a pair of hands that are warm enough to not let go and make us hold on tighter. a pair of hands soft enough to shatter the pain that the roughness of life has inflicted. i hope that one day, each of us who has loved so dearly will find ourselves being loved the same way. if not, then more. if not more, then at least just enough to save our dying souls."  - @josephinebracken

[evenhigherwalls]

what if the amount of heartbeat you need to wake up is just one lightning? but then you will have this memory of touching the sky with your bare hands, you will always be less than one staircase away from leaving and that one in a ten who doesn't seem to know what it means to keep their feet firm on the earth. this is what i think: sometimes when the days are longer than the nights, your arms stretch so far wide you can hear your knuckles cracking but you will always go one extra inch and hope this time around, it's enough to keep the alive from floating then sinking in the seas. including (but never especially) yourself. sometime around october, when you grow a year older, you never seem to get the hang of it — being born during the fall season but born in a tropical country where you only have dry and wet season which is, not surprisingly, mostly wet. then raindrops hit the roof, and the sound of the minute hand reminding you the end is near lullabies you to sleep. you look at your blistered hands — a doctor telling you it's some sort of allergy however he didn't know to what and you have merely accepted it like that; but here comes the lightning and always your heart skips a beat like a symptom of a phobia. here is what you now know: it's home calling. it always has been.

[picca-boo]

On my home. Departmental exam in SRB is done. Sadly, I won’t be able to get a 100% score. What am I thinking that time? I should’ve trusted myself. Okay, there’s still 2 quizzes for that course. I’ll do better next time. Oh Monday, thesis, Anachem quiz and SRB quiz again. 11 days to go. I can do this. No twitter and facebook.

I still need to attend the PSAU’s event but instead of attending, I chose to go home and be alone. I don’t want to mingle with people today. Didn’t wait for my boyfriend because I feel so down. Alright. I’m going to date myself.

Okay, today is the special day of one of my favorite people here on Tumblr. She’s the loveliest, strongest and bravest woman I’ve ever known. Happy happy birthday, Ate Dayn! I hope, we can meet again. I love you! You have beautiful soul. You deserve all the stars in the sky. Please, choose to live, you inspire a lot of people. Please, don’t get tired of writing. You may not know this but you can save someone with your words. I wish you all the best, beautiful. God bless you, take care of yourself. I miss you so much!!! ♥

[wordbarfer]

What's your mbti personality type?

I’m an INFP right now (every now and then it changes from NF to NT then back again, it’s weird). How about you?