Nov 18, 2020
Breakdown..
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Breakdown..
sinungaling ka!
sa lahat ng mga sinabi mo, sinungaling ka!
mga bagay na pinakita mo, sinungaling ka!
sa lahat ng pinaramdam mo, sinungaling ka!
Alam mo kung ano lang ‘yung totoo?
Nung sinabi mo na “masasaktan mo lang ako”.
Sa lahat, ‘yun lang tumugma sa lahat kung sino ka talaga.
SINUNGALING KA!!!
ponyetang sleeping schedule to, nakakasabaw ng utak ampp. kasalanan to ng schoolworks, huhu, pahinga naman po pls. <(＿ ＿)>
geez hahaa.... <(＿ ＿)>
why is it always like this...
why
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮. (𝐦𝐞)
𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮
Dear self.
[an excerpt from my journal back 2020]
2019 was definitely a happy year so many cool things that happened that year made me very confident with myself... Holistically.
Back at the peak of 2020, it seems like it’s not the worst year that can happen.
But now Wednesday, September 18, 2020 today, I am scared of living.
it’s so hard to be positive when this virus outbreak surrounds you.
I realized that I myself am is slowly drowning from the devouring sadness this pandemic has put me into.
it’s hard to be happy when life stops giving you reasons to.
it’s hard to fake a smile when you can no longer hold a real one.
"Faking till you make it." doesn't make sense anymore.
Exerting effort is tiring when you are left unappreciated.
Moving is exhausting when everything you do is a mistake.
Feelings are boring when you no longer want to feel at all.
Living seems unworthy when you continuously crash and fall.
My poetry is all about how I feel how has this pandemic made me.
Movies on the GIFs: Atonement (2007)
alas dies, bente-kwatro ng gabi; nakahandusay ang katawang lupa. puno ng bigat at pighati. Nanlulumo sa kalungkutan, Di maintindihan ang nararamdaman. Pagod na isipan, Sa basang unan nahihimlay. Sa kadiliman ng paligid, Tanging hikbi ; at Hangin ang nadirinig. Nagsisilbing ingay, sa gabing puno ng pait. Tila malalim ang baon sa dibdib ng sugat na dala ng pasakit.
Mela, June 26, 2020
Ipinagdamot kita... At sa huli, tinawanan lang din nila ako. Hindi ka nga pala akin.
Hmm... 🤔🤔🤔 All my bags are packed I'm ready to go. 😎#lumbay (at Makati)