tyrantlove

18 | I'm inlove with people I get by and with things by chance I have | I'll forever reblog | Forever inlove | Don't be scared to blink | Fate&Faith.

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Salamat sa mga magulang ko na binibigyan pa rin ako ng baon kahit may trabaho na ako. HAHAHA #adidas #zx8000boost #soleacademy #sole

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What are you gonna be about?

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Maybe, just maybe. He always have this unending fascination toward these three words. Para bang pinapangarap n’ya na sabihin at bumuo ng pangungusap na magkakasama itong tatlong salita. Anw, He was wondering lately, what if they ended it abruptly; if they never got to be together in a protracted relationship, if he didn’t force her to stay with him every damn time she had break it up whenever she felt the need to. She knows him and he knows himself. They would have both agree that changing him up wasn’t an option. It was a lie from him to her that prevents her from leaving. To be free, yes, from him. Now, he thought about it, about the “what-ifs”, he realized they would be happy, not that she’s currently sad but they’d be happy without the cringing thought of who’s happier, of whose loss was it. Was it his? Was it hers? Definitely wasn’t hers. “Was it?” he thought. He wouldn’t probably feel like shit at the moment. He might have already over it by now. He wouldn’t have listen to sad songs and infect his already, lonely sad freaking/awesome life. He wouldn’t even try to write a stupid letter. He will not be hurting anymore. Just the what-ifs and it tears his fucking life apart. “Maybe, just maybe it will not anymore.” he said, finally.

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Twenty One Pilots- The Video Game (please don’t remove source!)

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o_o

One day you will look into the darkness and you will not fear. For you are already the part of it. And you will see.

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Bakit ko nakalimutan?

Bakit ko nalimutan na marami akong kaibigan?

Marami nang nakilala't minsa'y napabilang

Bakit ko nalimutan?

Minsa'y naging punto ng mali

Ngunit dun nagsimula ang aking pagsali

Bakit ko nalimutan na meron akong masasandalan?

Mayroong pamilyang inuuwian

Habang sila'y walang tirahan

Bakit ko nalimutan?

Na may trabaho sina Mommy

May motor si Daddy

At si Tan may pangarap at nagpupursigi

Bakit ko nalimutan?

Na may gusto akong marating

Bakit ko nalimutan?

Na lumaki sa simbahan

Ngayo'y hindi makumbinsi ng pinaniwalaan

Bakit ko nalimutan ang mga pinagdaanan?

Bakit ko nalimutan ang mga natutunan?

Bakit ko nalimutan ang nais na ginhawa?

Bakit ko nalimutan?

Ngayon ay naalala ngunit hindi maamin kung bakit ko ba KINALIMUTAN.

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Wow! This is what I feel!

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I'll let them go ...

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I woke up this morning feeling different. For so long, I never had this kind of enthusiastic affection to someone. But suddenly, my consciousness was filled up with doubts and uncertainties. I was hit by the reality of nonrecurring expense of love. I am afraid! I am anxious that my love will not be requited. I am not sure whether to sacrifice friendship or condemn my feelings. And my dubious emotion seems not satisfied instead it filled my mine with questions that are indefinite and confusing. Is she the one? Do I have a chance? Am I right for her?

I am not good at things like this. Where I’m better at? Escaping. Sooner or later I will come up with a plan. An idea to escape from this passion. My scheme to enable my self to feel pain from inadequate admiration and to distance myself from regrets for our friendship. I would choose to bury myself in misery rather than let myself fall into pieces because of the one I love.

I love you! Goodbye!  

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San tingin? Selfie-selfie, ndi bagay!

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Samamuka

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I can stare at this all day :’)

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Sherlock e-cards by Alice X. Zhang.  Her work is amazing!  These aren’t all of them, but Tumblr only lets me put in 10… You can find them all here. Please reblog with this comment, she deserves the credit for her hard work!

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#amen #phoster #typos

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“You are always the apple of my eye”

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Hard.