Dec 28, 2017
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You’re perfect for me.
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Thoughts And feeling like this are the reason i need someone i can talk to.
This is not the exact conversation
Me: Gusto lang kita makita or makasama blah blah blah blah
Him: Kelan mo ba gusto?
Me: Basta weekendssss. Nayy gusto nya din naman pala
Him: hindi nga e.
That really broke my heart. As in. No one can explain how I felt after I read his message. Tapos para akong binuhusan ng super lamig na tubig. Pakiramdam ko napaka wothless kong babae. Yung tipong ang cheap na ewan.
And starting that time I realized para na pala akong tanga. Nagmukha na naman pala akong tanga. Ha ha ha
yung hinintay nilang magising ako at may surpersang ganito...huwaaaaaaw! sabi pa ni ean, "tita iyo wag kang iiyak ha!" kala ko kung ano. hahahahaha! THANK YOU nanay, ate shake, ate boy, kaye, jack, joshua(kahit tulog), eantoti, and ann... :) yeeeeehuuuuuuu! #Happy #Birthday #10062015 #1220am (at Console Vilage, Sta. Rosa, Laguna)
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I love coming home late. seeing tired eyes, walking through vacant malls and lonely subways and empty buses. looking at the moon follow me home, listening to the music in one’s earphones leak out into the bus’s atmosphere, feeling the wind of others as they pass me by, smelling day-old perfumes and strong colognes.