FATAL ATTRACTION

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Jar of hearts 😍 Scratch that. Jar of his love. Thanks babe!

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Don’t you get it? I broke my rules for you and then you broke my heart.

Midnight thoughts (what’s wrong with us)

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Distance never wavered our friendship.

I practically live three blocks away from my best friend of fifteen years but we haven't seen each other in ages. However, the months we wasted not catching up over coffee and movies never wavered the strong foundation of our friendship. That's how amazing we were. Still the best of friends despite the gruelling fact of zero communication for months now. Truly, I've found my soul sister.

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“I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.”

Friedrich Nietzsche (via holyromanhomo)

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Reblog if you have a secret crush on Lana Del Rey 

(Guess it’s not much of a secret anymore.) 

Everything you love is here

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Imran Abbas

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Currently hooked with the new Philippine series: The Fault in Our PDAF

This is the first political drama series aired on Philippine TV. Main casts seems so righteous and pure of innocence. Can't contain my giddiness as the drama unfold.

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That's the thing about food, it demands to be eaten.

Z

[alelopezg]

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Robert Pattinson: “If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.”

Brandon Hall:“The reason girls cant find a good guy is because they look in the wrong places, go to a library. Guys at party are just looking for the next girl to fuck.”

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Kinda envious of Song Yi coz she has Do Min Joon. And he loves her so much. Ugh. When will I have my own version of this story and Min Joon? 😍

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Do Min Joon. Gaaaahhh. Totes ship the two of you. 😍😍😍

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Oh Prince Maxon, you always know when and how to say sweet things. I wish I was America. 😍😍

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Cornwell's works reminds me of BONES. Gahhh. No sleep for me.

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SINGLEHOOD 101? Or more like perks of being single and a lady's day who is about to enter the HR world.

As a single lady, by nature and civil status I did what I do best when I want to find myself. The times when I’m so confused of what to do and so fed up with all the problems life throws at me. I went out alone—dated myself all-day long. Instead of convincing my friends to go out with me to watch movies, I’ve opted for an alone time. Since this week’s gonna be the last for acad-free days and vacation, I’ve decided to make the most out of it. And start to worry about work next week when I start. So just like the old times, I watched Spider Man 2 alone. Ate the popcorn and sandwich, laughed, frowned, and cried alone in the theaters. It wasn’t bad, really. I was used to it by the way. Going alone in the theaters isn’t foreign in my list of activities when I was in college. So to make it short, I’ve enjoyed and had my fair share of having some epiphanies (thanks to Gwen and Peter). Next stop, I went to a book store and searched for the last installment of the dystopian trilogy I’ve been waiting for since last year. To my dismay, it isn’t available. AGAIN. I don’t know why this certain book store claims itself a book store when it almost always do not offer the books I want to purchase. Ugh. Damn infuriating. It has been my bad luck of checking up six books and still not getting the luck of securing a copy of any of those. BUT, I found a good gem. Geling Yan’s one of my favorite authors. I love her book: The Lost Daughter of Happiness. So there, I found The Banquet Bug. Hopefully, it’s as good as her first one. Lastly, I’ve treated myself to some girly shopping at Forever 21. I’ve splurged money(not from my mom or dad’s hard work, but from my own), yes, I’ve worked. My shopping spree is guilt-free since it’s from my own blood, sweat, and tears. Just purchased skinny jeans, skirts, tees, frilly blouses, and some accessories. It was a well-deserved treat for myself. And I know there will be lots of these treats in the near future. Moreover, my day was great. I cannot wrap everything in one single word. All I can say is that there will be a next entry and it is about the deeper and substantial realm of my day.

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He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named

UNSAID

Never have I ever mentioned about him to anyone, even to my closest friends or my sole confidante. At this time, I wanna give myself a standing ovation for keeping this infatuation thingy from my college friends. It’s an achievement really, for me to be able to coil up all these feelings to myself. As a matter of fact I was never one for zipping my mouth when it comes to crushes and stuff. To think that during the ‘McDo Club’ moments with MARIAS, I haven’t said a single admission of my admiration on you. I bound myself to a pact, that I will never let anyone learn about this.

REASONS

Maybe the deal breaker here is that I have grown accustomed to offset and conceal such feelings due to my fear of being teased to him. Worst, be paired with him which was kinda weird and awkward. And what would he think of me then? A desperate bitch? Nahhh. Won’t work. I care about what he thinks of me—my ethos on him.

HISTORY

I couldn’t tell when was the exact time I have admired him or how this special one-sided attraction blossomed. All I knew is that every time I bump into him on the hallways or corridor, it’s either he’ll tease me or just plain ignore me as if I don’t exist (sometimes it hurts not to be noticed by him but most of the time it’s a relief—no more erratic heartbeats when he’s in front of me). Whenever we were seatmates, it’s either he’ll bug and annoy me for the rest of the class or he’ll just shut the whole world and be on his own bubble.

HATE, WHY?

They say respect begets respect but how about in hate? Does hate begets hate? Naaa-aahhh. As for my hopeless case, hate begets liking. His reserved attitude as well as his cunning and strong-willed personality is what drawn me to him. It’s an on and off thing. There were times that I just stared at his face from across the room, and sighed to myself, wished that I am the one he would want to be with. However there were times that I creased my eyebrows in confusion and murmured to myself, “Why him? It’s plain one-sided. Obviously, admiring him is like purchasing a one-way ticket to heartbreak city. You’ll never be the girl he’d always wanted. First of all, you’re not a Christian.” Yeah. The difference in religion is what keeps him off-limits. And there are several more which I would rather not dwell on.

WHY NOW?

Perhaps some of you are confuse and bewildered as to why am I writing about him now when I have pledged not to tell a soul regarding my feelings for him. Well, first off, I, as well don’t have any inkling why. Second, maybe he will never come across my blog and read this (and he will never think that it is him that I’m gushing about). Lastly, maybe just maybe, this is the delay withdrawal symptom of a long-time denial. Those years that I’ve kept this to myself finally clawed their way out of my system and resurfaced. Be still, I won’t spill. His identity is still concealed. After all he’s my Mystery Guy.

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PUT A LITTLE FAITH IN ME, PLEASE.*

Each day, every night, I always dread that I'm still breathing fine. I have lost the interest of living at all. It's been like this since last year and I've been a good actress for not making everyone else around me to notice. There are several reasons why I wouldn't want to inhale and exhale oxygen any longer. And if I'll start on the list now, it will take me 'till dawn to reach the end. However, there are people--special individuals that gives me a tiny flare of hope to exist while I still can, to live normally. These people helps me erase all thoughts of death. 

But as of the moment, YOU, whom I think highly of and adored so much shut me out. It's infuriating that you take out all your frustrations and failures on me. Those harsh words that came from your mouth weren't for my worth. What I badly need right now is understanding and support but you chose to turn your back on me. No side-way glance--you never even looked back. You knew that you're one of my source of strength to move forward--to lead the path I've decided to take. However, my expectations sunk lower because of all people, you had the courage to bitch slap me with words that discouraged me even more. Perhaps you thought that you're the only one struggling--having a hard time digesting all this mess. Maybe it never crossed your mind how I feel--how I deal and have dealt with all these problems. You never knew and will never know how I've struggled, how I endured the pain, and tried to untangle the crisscross loops of problems without anyone's aid. I have coiled up all my pain, never burdened you with the emotional pain and distress I felt. I did what I did because I was the one to blame to begin with. No one should solve these problems but me, just me--on my own. You sealed the deal, your faith in me faltered. Where do I draw strength now? To whom will I run to now that you have decided to write me off? You know what, what you did to me is ten times painful and worse than a breakup. This is by far the worst kind of pain I have the misfortune to feel and experience.

*I need someone who will believe in me. Someone who will never give up on me(not in a romantic way). An individual who will stand beside me and that will stand by me through good and rough times. Someone that will still trust and love me despite my imperfections and constant production of failures. Someone who will never ever give up no matter how many times I'll fail. I just need someone who will be there when I need some pat in the back and understands me. All in all, a simple encouragement and an ear that's willing to listen is all I need in order for me to not give up in life.

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There should be a girl's guide on how to get over with a petty crush or a one-sided attraction.

I badly need it right NOW. As in, I have to eradicate these nonsense feelings I have for him since I AM NOT HIS IDEAL GIRL. That he clearly stated he will never fall for me or the enemy. Ugh. So cliche and tragic. He's someone I always lose an argument with--as often as we talk to each other. That's why I have admired him on and off for four years. Damn it. Was it the last day our paths will ever cross again? Will he ever learn to give up on the girl he's pursuing now that it's clear she doesn't feel the same way? Okay, enough of this. Bye, for good. See you when I see you. And by then, I hope we'll be civil with one another--no more cat and dog fights. No throwing of arguments or raising of voices. P.S. I kept your letter, just in case you could clear things about what you really want to impart. FIN. 😃