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Elle | 18 | Batangas.
Where my heart speaks.
People change.
Nothing stays the same
and life gets the best of us.
Things happen that we never expect would
and things fall apart when we think they’ll stay together.
And I’m tired of trying to control something I know I cannot
so I am done trying.

Stop Trying To Control Everything by M.D.L

(via mingdliu)    
Iba na pala

Minsan na akong nagkamali, kaya natuto na ako. Nangako ka na dun ka lang lagi kaya dun kita pinuntahan, pero wala ka. Bumalik ka sa dati. Ngayon, magsisigurado na ako para hindi na ako magkamali uli. Hindi na ako aasa sa sinabi mo. Hindi na din ako ang uuna.

Lakas makahugot! Hahaha. Drama.pa! Eh kasi naman kaninang Phleb! Nung minsan sa Lev kami nagpunta tas pinalipat kami sa Mab tapos sabi, dun na daw talaga ang room. Lec man o Lab. Eh di siyempre natandaan ko un. Kaya kanina sa Mab ako nagpunta. Tas wala naman dun. Nasa Lev! Aba! Asan na ang pangako mo noong sinusuyo ako? Hahaha. Kanta na pala. Tas sabi ni sir, pag lec sa Lev tas pag lab sa Mab. Ano ba talaga? Hindi na ako uunang aalis pag ganun. Sinusunod ko lang naman ang sinabi eh. Tas magtataka kung bakit late. Siyempre imprtante sa akin kaya ko matatandaan.

P.S. Wala akong pinaglalaban. Hahaha

Sorry na.
This is for the girls who have the tendency to stay up at night listening to music that reminds them of their current situation. Who hide their fears, hurt, pain and tears under the smiles, laughs and giggles on a daily basis. The girls who wear their heart on their sleeve. The girls who pray that things will work out just once and they’ll be satisfied. The girls who scream and cry to their pillows because everyone else fails to listen. The girls who have so many secrets but wont tell a soul. The girls who have mistakes and regrets as a daily moral. The girls that never win. The girls that stay up all night thinking about that one boy and hoping that he’ll notice her one day. The girls who take life as it comes, to the girls who are hoping that it’ll get better somewhere down the road. For the girls who love with all their heart although it always gets broken. To girls who think it’s over. To real girls, to all girls: You’re beautiful.
Zayn Malik. (via dbqueenofqueens)    

missjuana:

Yung feeling na di ka na natatakot masaktan at iwanan kasi sanay ka na. Yung na’mamanhid ka na lang kahit alam mong masakit pero wala nalang sayo.

I guess the butterflies never really went away. They just stopped fluttering for a while.
It’s still you (m.b)    

Good Morning! Sarap ng tulog ko! Mga 8 hours. Hahaha. Bawing bawi. Kaso wala pa akong naaral. Haaays. Hindi ako magpapa-aga ng pasok. 10 pa naman ang klase eh.

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Dalwang events lang ang magandang nangyari ngayong araw. Una, nakita ko ung crush ko ngayong Monday which is unusual. Kasi sa isang buong linggo, Wednesday ang usual na start na makita ko siya sa skul. Yep! Ganun kakomplikado ang mga schedule namin at hindi kami magtagpo. Masyado kaming nagpapamiss sa isa’t isa. Luh! Nagfeeler na. Hahaha. Basta. Tatandaan ko na lang na tuwing Monday eh dapat 1:30 ako nalabas para makasalubong ko siya kasi un ung time ng nxt class nea. Ngumiti naman kaya boom panes! :)

Sunod ay nakasama namin ulit ang boooooys! Hahaha. Nakakamiss kasama kumaen ang tropa. Sa canteen kami nagbonding. Tas ayoooon! Pahavey-an ng joke. Hahaha. Yung joke sa pagong ang defending champion. Parang mas madami ang waley kesa havey. Peeo atleeeeeeast! Masaya na naman ako dahil dun. Ngiting ngiti kaya ako kanina the whole time na magkakasama kami. Yeeeeern!

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Unang unang araw ng september. Lunes na lunes hindi maganda ang nangyare sa araw ko. Umagang umaga pa lang na-late ako ng gising tas nabratatatatatat pa ng inay bago umalis ng bahay. Kakasama ng loob pumasok. Tas un nga late din sa first class eh reporter ako. Tas lagi namang badtrip sa prof sa first period. Nung pauwe, maaga ngang pinalabas eh nakapaglakad naman pauwe. Sobrang traffic. Hindi naibo ng mga 30 minutes na. Nilakad na namin simula Sta. Rita hanggang San Antonio! Wow lang! Nakaheels pa ako tas ang bigat pa ng laptop sa bag. Pilit na pilit na ung lakad ko kanina. Nakaputing uniform pa. Wala na bang isasaya pa don?! Sabi may banggaan daw, eh aba sa lahat ng nadaanan namin, wala naman eh! Sobrang nakakapagod. Grabe eh! Grabeeeee! I kenaaat! Buti na lang at nde maaga ang pasok bukas. Sinamaan laang ng pakilasa dine.

When things break, it’s not the actual breaking that prevents them from getting back together again. It’s because a little piece gets lost - the two remaining ends couldn’t fit together even if they wanted to. The whole shape has changed.
Will Grayson    
You walked fast ahead while I was trying to catch up with you. I found myself walking briskly, sometimes running, just to match your pace. I slowed down to catch my breath. I watched you and thought to myself: I’m tired of being the one who always has to run after you. For once, I wanna be the one being chased after when I walk away. I want to be the one who is being asked to stay, not the one who begs. I long to be the one who is loved, rather than being the only one who loves.
(via escafeism)    
escafeism:

He’s not so much into reading but once in a while he’ll lie there on bed with you; holding your all-time favorite book. He’ll try to read it. He’ll try to see what’s within. He might look at it in a different perspective from yours. He might not like nor love the story than you do. He might have hated the characters you admire so much. He might not even get the same feels which you felt after reading it, and he might read it for the first and last time since unfortunately, it didn’t catch his interest. Perhaps, it’s not about him loving that piece you’ve fallen for. It’s not about him pushing himself to love it only because you do. The thing is he tries to read it without you asking for it. He goes to every page and tries to discover what’s in it that made you drunk to the thought of it and you know it’s love. It’s love because it is something you didn’t demand. It’s something he’s willing to do not to impress you or what, rather to get to know your world better.

escafeism:

He’s not so much into reading but once in a while he’ll lie there on bed with you; holding your all-time favorite book. He’ll try to read it. He’ll try to see what’s within. He might look at it in a different perspective from yours. He might not like nor love the story than you do. He might have hated the characters you admire so much. He might not even get the same feels which you felt after reading it, and he might read it for the first and last time since unfortunately, it didn’t catch his interest. Perhaps, it’s not about him loving that piece you’ve fallen for. It’s not about him pushing himself to love it only because you do. The thing is he tries to read it without you asking for it. He goes to every page and tries to discover what’s in it that made you drunk to the thought of it and you know it’s love. It’s love because it is something you didn’t demand. It’s something he’s willing to do not to impress you or what, rather to get to know your world better.

Minsan nakakatuwang magdrawing. Pero pag ganto kadami, hindi na nakakatuwa. Hahaha.

Hindi uso ang tulog.

Nakakamiss maging masaya tapos siya yung dahilan.