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Haven't visited for quite some time now. Not that anyone cares.
Does anyone want to chat?
Wholesome chat. Just message me. Gusto ko lang ng kausap.
@rebel4love, I won’t assume that you’re talking to me. But if ever you were referring to me in your last post, I want you to know…
That the only real time I felt attractive was when you said the word ‘beautiful’ while I was singing along to a song. And I wasn’t looking at you at first thinking that you were admiring the band’s work, but when I, when I looked at you–you were smiling. Staring at me with eyes that reflected the light from dim houselights a thousand times. I don’t know what it means or how you even actually felt at that time but that was the moment I wanted to keep you with me for the rest of my life.
Even now I still don’t know what it means. This time I won’t ask for an explanation. I’m sorry for the countless times that I forced you to explain your actions that you did out of impulse. You told me that you’re not as articulate as I am. You told me that I shouldn’t ask you to explain when you can’t. But I still did. And for that I’m sorry.
The other night I told you that I needed to be at peace with what I felt for you. We got into an argument. And as that fight progressed I confirmed that you still had feelings for me. But something changed. A lot changed and you can no longer be in a relationship regardless of what you felt for me.
From the moment you first broke up with me I know you still loved me. That’s why I’ve been holding on to this endless cycle of romantic torture. It was the reason that I’ve been prodding you to explain what’s on your mind. It’s the very reason why I couldn’t leave you and walk a different path. I know for you this is goodbye but I will forever be walking the same pace with you, waiting for you to accompany me on the other pathway that I’m taking. And I will never tire of saying, let my words be carried by lifeless wind, I love you.
And as I have told you before: I am always here for you. I will always be here for you. If not as a lover then as a friend.
You're prosperous and generous. But you're straight. Meh

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File 1: Bonds and Best Friends
Author’s note: The setting is in real world USA and not in the Pokemon universe. I will be reposting this on Ao3 once i get an account.
Dean is walking towards the counter of the Pokémon Centre. He is staring at the polished tiled floor that reflected the lights from the ceiling like they were sketchy chalk circles drawn on the floor. It reminds him of the blurred image of streetlights on the Impala’s windshield during a rainy day. Walking beside him was his partner Mary, an Aron he got from his father; it was a parting gift along with the Impala a few years back, but that’s another story. Mary’s silvery head is dazzling under the lights- she looks up at Dean.
“What is it, Mary?” he asks the Steel type. Mary responds by nudging at his right leg. He picks her up and carries her the rest of the way to the counter.
Dean just turned eighteen the other day which means he was eligible to join the U.S Pokémon League. He nagged Ellen, his surrogate mother, about signing up. She told him she would support this if he himself would raise the money needed for the registration fee. He was so bummed because his salary at the garage wasn’t enough to raise $200 dollars within two days. This morning Ellen woke him up by slapping an envelope to his face. It contained one grand. She said that that would cover all of his expenses at the start of his journey. She had been saving it for Dean’s journey since last year.
A young lady in pink and white scrubs is smiling at him. She was a familiar face, Lisa. She and Dean had a fling last year that ended on a sour note but they were still friends. Dean smiles at her before putting Mary down on the floor. He takes out a folder containing all of the necessary forms for registration and $200 for the registration fee.
“Finally fulfilling your dreams Dean-o?” Lisa asks.
Dean rests his right arm on the laminated counter top, his body facing towards his left. “Heck yeah!”
She takes all of the requirements from Dean.
He pans his head around the room, trying to get a good look at the people inside. A family of three sits on the bench under the waiting area sign that flickered with its dim green light: a little boy and his parents. The boy’s parents are telling him to calm down and that his pet Zubat will be okay. The father kneels down and says something along the lines of “The vets are going to take care of her.” and “Do you want to get ice cream after this?” Dean stares at them blankly–enviously. He searches for other sights and sees the typical hustle and bustle of a small town Pokemon Centre, zilch. Aside from the small family the only ones there are him, Lisa, the security guard standing by the door, and Mary who sits comfortably beside Dean’s feet.
“Okay, you’re all set.” Lisa says, snapping Dean out of his daze. She hands him a receipt along with an ID “Good luck. You’re going to need it.”
Dean stares at his picture in the ID. “Thanks, Lis.” He puts the ID in his wallet and the receipt in his pocket. He grabs Mary and heads out for the door, smiling at the security guard upon leaving.
Keep reading
http://archiveofourown.org/works/6817717/chapters/15562933 So, it took forever for me to post this on Ao3. And now here's the link:
Everyone, meet my boyfriend Emer Jean Mykel Manalo @rebel4love.
Photos © @ericvincentphotos
Over a month after we broke up we got back together. Kami na ulit.
Over a month later we decided that it's no longer working. :( But why am I still crying?
I Need To Stop Thinking About Him
I need to stop thinking about him, right? Like, the break up was kind of mutual. I decided to let him go when he told me he no longer felt the same. I need to stop thinking about him! Right...?
Everyone, meet my boyfriend Emer Jean Mykel Manalo @rebel4love.
Photos © @ericvincentphotos
Over a month after we broke up we got back together. Kami na ulit.
I also forgot. We got back together. I am back in a relationship with the love of my life.

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Note to self:
When you reach the point of boring everyone you talk to in the first five seconds you open your mouth you need to start thinking about just never talking again. I'm sorry. I know I'm a bore and I talk in paragraphs and I don't know how to keep conversations going. But I can't help be that way, you know?
I'm Tired of Begging for Attention
There will come a time where I won't have to beg for attention; a time where people will come to me in order to listen to my stories. A time wherein people will pass my stories down until inevitable oblivion takes us all.
So I started thinking about how Mew could possibly learn every TM, HM, and Move Tutor move; and one thing led to another.
I’m sorry (I’m not sorry).
Crowns and circlets by ElnaraNiall.
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I sometimes feel that I am repeating myself, but that’s better than no drawing at all I suppose!
Today, He Ended Our Relationship
Today, he ended our three-month long relationship. I had it coming. He's been distant for the past month and he no longer responded whenever I said “I love you.” I want to cry but I'm finding it hard, really. I feel a great lost but at the same time I feel grateful for getting to know him. I'm at a lost for words. Or I just can't say anything more because it hurts so much. I love him, I still do and I told him that. He replied with “I used to.” Just when I thought I could be happy with someone the world tells me no. I know it's only been three months; but I can already say that he —for he has made me feel loved more than anyone— is the love of my life.