Grave of fireflies- a film so beautifully heartbreaking. ❤
This scene personally victimized me. *ugly cries to eternity*

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Grave of fireflies- a film so beautifully heartbreaking. ❤
This scene personally victimized me. *ugly cries to eternity*
tune in tomorrow for another episode of "i feel so walang kwenta and i think i really am" hehe woooo
103 days into 2018 and I'm still not getting broken hearted and still as happy as day one. Hmm, I wonder what's in store for me?
I would stay up every night for the rest of my life if it meant I get to talk to you
~ You are worth it
Summer 2018 pt I ☀
Summer for me means being able to read my teen novels which is shelved during school days because I need to prioritize reading my school text books and focus on it.
So every summer, I make sure to read one because it's a great way to keep my mind of the internet and away from my phone. I also do it to expand my vocabulary and writing skills.
And this summer 2018, I've decided to read Anne Brashares' The Second Summer of the Sisterhood, it's a second book of the series which I started reading last year. It's nice to read this because even though I'm staying home for the summer (not new to me loool), at least I can get to know how the girls spent theirs.
So, yeah. Bye. 🌻
Hey what's up bro
I feel so stupid and insensitive for sending him those stories tonight considering the fact that I know what he's been through. Now he probably hates me and what.
*slaps self with a hammer
to my once moonlight 🌙,
You were actually one of the few people who made me, even in my ugliest and worst days, feel like I'm loved and beautiful even if I know I wasn't. You never left me and stayed with me all throughout my insanity and abnormality. And until now I still thank you for that. You have set a standard for me in how I want the right one to love me in the future . But along the way, you chose to left. You left not because you fell out of love with me but you left because you fell too much love for yourself.
You bask too much in the glory of your physical beauty. You bask in it that the slightest hint of not feeling it makes you anxious.
And so, you needed recognition from other people. You ask it from them. You subtly wanted it from me. But worst, you ask that acknowledgement and recognition from some other girl. And you liked it. And you forgot about how you love me.
And that became the ending of a once beautiful tale and the start of two different individual story.
🌹🎈
From,
the girl who used to love you so much
I woke up this morning and remembered how you told me "I love you" last night.
Funny.
It was already past 12 then.
April Fools Day it is.
the sunshine girl ☀
“You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.”
— Lang Leav, Sad Girls
When will I ever learn and stop giving so much of myself and so much love to people who will just break my heart?
Looking at you from the window of our house, I can't help but admit that you still look good- no, you look even better than before when I love you.
But that doesn't hide the fact that you once made me cry and fall back to you while you were with some other girl.
But I'm happy, really happy. For you and for your other girl, looking at the smile on her face. Because that's almost the same smile I had when I still have you.
I'm happier now- with myself and, maybe, with someone else in the future. My heart healed and somehow it can be broken again, but this time, I don't want it to be you anymore.
So please don't come back running to my door.
the sunshine girl's late afternoon thoughts @ 033018 || And I personally learned what people say is true, "Time heals a broken heart".
“I’ve wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life”
— Voltaire, Candide
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