happy yakap

strangers, again

whether it’s taking each other for granted or people changing overtime, the bottom line is someone stops trying and feelings aren’t as strong as before

distance will grow and our lives will continue on in different directions toward the inevitable end … becoming strangers again

and everything we share become fragments of memories

if life separates us and we end up in totally different places, we’ll always remember when our paths aligned … and i’ll be thankful for that and hope that wherever you are you’ll be thankful too

miss u

if only you knew

my dreams

I can’t imagine all the people that you know
and the places that you go
when the lights are turned down low
And I don’t understand the things you’ve seen
but I’m slipping in between
You and your big dreams

It’s always you in my big dreams

Did you know I miss you?

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you don’t know

i’m beginning to think, kiddo, you don’t know

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happy ending

Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bands and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, every story we’re told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we’re so focused on finding our happy ending we don’t learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don’t, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn’t include a guy, maybe… it’s you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is… just… moving on.

Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope.

my silence is my self defense

My silence is my self defense. But if my silence made you leave, then that would be my worst mistake.


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it’s okay …

it’s okay … to choose … her.

sad part

I saw him. He was a little surprised to see me. I made it a point to talk to him alone. I can still sense the love. I knew he wanted to kiss me. I was trying to win him back. I kissed him. He kissed me back. Heaven. Then something stopped him and he quickly ran away without saying a word.

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Hhmmm… #2

“Origin” – Angel (season 5, ep 106)

ILLYRIA: Are these the memories you needed back? Does this now make you Wesley?

WESLEY: At least I know what happened.

ILLYRIA: Do you? There are 2 sets of memories—those that happened and those that are fabricated. It’s hard to tell which is which.

WESLEY: Try to push reality out of your mind. Focus on the other memories. They were created for a reason.

ILLYRIA: To hide from the truth?

WESLEY: To endure it.

Hhmmm… #1

My gulay dami kong backlog na blogs!!! (hanudaw!) puro naka-draft lahat…haha! oh well…eto muna, singit before research….

“Shell” Angel(s5)

ILLYRIA: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?

WESLEY: There’s love. There’s hope…for some. There’s hope that you’ll find something worthy… that your life will lead you to some joy… that after everything… you can still be surprised.

ILLYRIA: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?

p.s. Could he be more annoying???