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To All the Ones I’ve Swiped Right Before, Episode 1: The First Match

pixabay.com The first online dating website I ever explored was Omegle.

Now this took long enough lol. Belated happy 3rd anniversary to my blog This is proof of life, so Episode 1 is finally up <3

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To All the Ones I’ve Swiped Right Before: The Intro

Hello reader, welcome to another blog. Though this blog might not be the usual blog I’ll be writing, but this sure is one for the books. If ...

Waited for the right time and I guess this is it Launching my (mini?) blog series after 3 years though all I ever had were series of scribbled drafts and unwritten ideas buried inside my room and head, only to be unearthed when I found someone who shares the same love and joy for writing.

Thank you to my book club friends, your support always kept me going especially with reading and writing, even in just a span of few months, you kept me sane in the midst of all chaos.

To my bestfriend, (char special mention ang babay) thank you for the title idea or else I never would have tried to write this again, this time tinuod najud imong ambag, even when I owed you too many rejected laags to count.

To the few readers who actually read my entries regardless of what you think, still, thank you for taking time.

And to myself, thank you for hanging on. This might be nothing to others, but the exhilaration and freedom of writing is something I cant compare to anything. And though every waking day is demanding, writing reminds me to be patient with myself. And I know that even if I cant write the next blog entry soon, right now, I finally have something to look forward to.

Anyways, link is up~

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Im already at my breaking point

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all I want, is to have my space all to myself

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omgee this person’s got really no manners, patience oh patience

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You know, I’ll always hope all the best for you, but at the back of my head, I still hope you choke on your own misery. 

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You know whats hard, when youre actually living with a possible, walking trigger for you and you got no chance at the moment coz this person is actually living with you at the moment. And it gets hard day bay day coz no matter how much you wanna make sense of all the turmoil youre feeling, you just cant. It’s probably the hormones, but you know that’s just not it. Its when you have so much to take, but you cant find any way how to let off steam, especially during this pandemic. Maybe I do care, but right now, Im just tired. Tired of other people’s shit juggled together with my own shit. Its too much. If I cant get these thoughts out here I’d probably be a ticking bomb every single time, which had been these days. This is not what I signed up for, and I cant wait for two more months for this person to leave, let alone a month. Maybe I sound too selfish, but downright I am right now. It’s not that I dont care anymore, I do. But I guess its about time this person should take the wheel of the life that always seemed to be deprived off. Im tired of hearing the same bullshit always, and its taking a toll on me. How bout take the reigns starting now? Maybe this person is not aware but this one is like always riding the same shitty cycle ever since. When will you start growing up for yourself and not for others? Ive been patient long enough, and now Im losing shit. I know Im just human, and this too shall pass. I dont want to have things done on the wrong way. Picture this, I look after my family, doing chores, assisting my brother, dealing with shitty manners sometimes, juggling, handling a person with lotsa toxic traits who grew up lacking in certain ways, and being trapped in my own thoughts coz no one could ever handle me which is ironic coz I handle other people better than they are with me. This is not because Im trying to swallow everything at once. But how can you not step up your role when they cant even handle things with an initiative? No one. Its so easy to say “dont carry the world on your shoulders.” How? Can you be in my shoes then and tell how easy it could be. 

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How I wish this person would just leave. Days go by ticking, and I just wanna have my own space where I shant need to take care of someone and start really thinking about me primarily. Yes, I do like to help. But at times, it just makes me tired and I wanna keep off the burden thats on my back. Im about to explode. Its tiring to be an empath. Its tiring to always think of others. Sure they can say Im selfless, but Im actually a selfish little bitch who just wanna shove people out sometimes. 

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Girl in Pieces by Kathleen Glasgow

"Im so unwhole. I don't know where all the pieces of me are, how to fit them together, how to make them stick. Or if I even can."

TW: Self-harm, Drug addiction

This is almost a year long overdue book review, and finally its here!

I remember the first time I laid my eyes on this book, I just knew I had to have it, with a slight idea of what its gonna be about based on the cover. And its beyond expectation. 

I also remember the way it made me feel, the way I had to take my time reading it before I'd go to sleep, how I was taking it slow at first to reading it fast halfway 'coz I couldnt wait the next day to turn pages, how I tried not to empathize too much on Charlie's shoes to avoid breaking down yet I still ended up crying on @misskathleenglasgow 's Author's notes, and how the book perfectly smelled together with how it felt reading it.

This book is definitely worth rereading. Thank you for your words @misskathleenglasgow , I cant wait to read your other books when Im ready for them<3

I also wrote poems after reading, both for Charlie and Riley. I rated this 4.8 last year, but looking back on how the story stayed with me, this is definitely a 5-star rating for me. Link is up for the book review

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01/05/20 

So, what's holding you back? 'Coz I remember how it felt...it was cruel.

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The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V. E. Schwab

“Blink, and the years fall away like leaves.”

“Blink and you’re twenty-eight, and everyone else is now a mile down the road, and you’re still trying to find it, and the irony is hardly lost on you that in wanting to live, to learn, to find yourself, you’ve gotten lost.”

― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

Now doesn't that just hit it right there?? It's been so long since I've last written a book review and I'm just beyond happy to be able to write again, and another collab on top of that with my friend Nichole😊

This is the first book we've ever read on V. E. Schwab's stories and I guess its safe to say that we love it, and cant wait to read more of her books❤️

  Since I’m the type of reader who wants to feel so much deep emotions while reading, this book did not make that happen, but I was still given a story that I’ll simply love without further explanation. And with that, link above for our book review🥰

  Thank you Victoria Schwab for this masterpiece😍

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Sometimes I think to myself, should I rethink what I signed up for?

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How I Survived September 15

Life. Lonetime. Leisure.

And so here I am, writing once again after so many months. Surviving this hectic week is such a blessing that it is still surreal I am able to write on my blog again, and how I am slowly easing into graduate school and my new job. Hopefully, when I’m fully adjusted to all these changes happening all at once in September, I’d finally be able to chill, read and write more often. *fingers crossed* Anyways have a great weekend!

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Another level of anticipation.

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Sounds cliche, but you deserve better.

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A wishful thinking for a loved one who left.