Start with Jesus, finish with Jesus.
— (via scatterbraiin)
Happy happy birthday panget. :”) hahaha jk happy birthday sa aking bestfriend. You know na ang ganda ko haha joke ulit. 

Thankyou. Thankyou sa lahat ng efforts. Thankyou sa lahat ng care na ipinaparamdam mo saken. Thankyou dahil kahit hindi na tayo, gumagawa ka paren ng effort saken. Thankyou kasi di mo ko sinukuan dati, lalo na sa pagiging moody ko. Thankyou kasi tatawag ka para kantahan ako. Thankyou sa pagpaflood text saken masigurado lang na safe ako, lalo na pag inaatake ako. Thankyou sa mga good morning and goog night texts mo saken. Thankyou kasi kahit nasaktan kita natanggap mo pa din ako bilang bestfriend. Thanyou sa love na ipinaparamdam mo saken. Thankyou sa 10 months relationship na naudlot. Thankyou sa paghihintay sa tamang panahon para sa ating dalwa. 

Sorry. Sorry kasi ako yung unang sumuko sating dalwa. Sorry kasi nasaktan kita. Sorry kung di kita naipagtanggol sa parents ko. Sorry sa lahat ng away natin na ako ang nagpapasimuno. Sorry sa pagiging sutil ko. Sorry kung dati napapagod kang intindihin ako pero pinipilit mo pa din magkausap lang tayo. Sorry kung minsan ayokong sumunod sayo. Sorry sa pagiging selosa ko.

Miss na miss na miss na kita. Wish ko ang wish mo. Pakagaling pa sa school. Magbabait kahit alam kong mabait ka na. Tiwala lang tayo kay God palagi. God bless! I love you bestfriend.

Love your sexy na maganda na mabait na cute mong bestfriend. XD :”)

Happy happy birthday panget. :”) hahaha jk happy birthday sa aking bestfriend. You know na ang ganda ko haha joke ulit.

Thankyou. Thankyou sa lahat ng efforts. Thankyou sa lahat ng care na ipinaparamdam mo saken. Thankyou dahil kahit hindi na tayo, gumagawa ka paren ng effort saken. Thankyou kasi di mo ko sinukuan dati, lalo na sa pagiging moody ko. Thankyou kasi tatawag ka para kantahan ako. Thankyou sa pagpaflood text saken masigurado lang na safe ako, lalo na pag inaatake ako. Thankyou sa mga good morning and goog night texts mo saken. Thankyou kasi kahit nasaktan kita natanggap mo pa din ako bilang bestfriend. Thanyou sa love na ipinaparamdam mo saken. Thankyou sa 10 months relationship na naudlot. Thankyou sa paghihintay sa tamang panahon para sa ating dalwa.

Sorry. Sorry kasi ako yung unang sumuko sating dalwa. Sorry kasi nasaktan kita. Sorry kung di kita naipagtanggol sa parents ko. Sorry sa lahat ng away natin na ako ang nagpapasimuno. Sorry sa pagiging sutil ko. Sorry kung dati napapagod kang intindihin ako pero pinipilit mo pa din magkausap lang tayo. Sorry kung minsan ayokong sumunod sayo. Sorry sa pagiging selosa ko.

Miss na miss na miss na kita. Wish ko ang wish mo. Pakagaling pa sa school. Magbabait kahit alam kong mabait ka na. Tiwala lang tayo kay God palagi. God bless! I love you bestfriend.

Love your sexy na maganda na mabait na cute mong bestfriend. XD :”)

lostincape-town:

I’m attracted to intelligence. Not the book smart type of intelligence. I could care less whether you’ve gone to college or how much money you make because of it. I like intelligent conversations that make me think even hours after it’s ended. I soak up words from radical minds.

dikokabisado:

These moments will all be stories someday. After years, we’ll go back to our memories, reminisce them, and tell them to people. How great they were or not. How memorable they were or not. How they changed our lives. We’ll all go back to where we came from, maybe not with our physical attributes, but with our minds, we will. We’ll all look back unto the past, that’s inevitable. And when these moments become stories, you’ll catch yourself feeling the emotions you felt when these memories were still moments. But you’ll smile. For sure you will. Because you remember how were you back then, and how are you now. Comparing them, contrasting them, making you see the difference in your life. Making you get the logic behind change and growing up. Indeed, we reminisce memories out of those moments. And those moments are the ones who make up our stories.

dikokabisado:

These moments will all be stories someday. After years, we’ll go back to our memories, reminisce them, and tell them to people. How great they were or not. How memorable they were or not. How they changed our lives. We’ll all go back to where we came from, maybe not with our physical attributes, but with our minds, we will. We’ll all look back unto the past, that’s inevitable. And when these moments become stories, you’ll catch yourself feeling the emotions you felt when these memories were still moments. But you’ll smile. For sure you will. Because you remember how were you back then, and how are you now. Comparing them, contrasting them, making you see the difference in your life. Making you get the logic behind change and growing up. Indeed, we reminisce memories out of those moments. And those moments are the ones who make up our stories.

vintage-kisses:

Sometimes I really don’t feel like existing like not in a suicidal way but I just wish there was a way of pausing life so that I could sleep for a few weeks and figure some stuff out and then not have to feel guilty for missing loads of stuff because really no time had passed at all

Check up na naman. Nakakapagod na. At naawa na din ako sa parents ko. Sana ito na yung huling punta namin sa doctor. Sana tumaas na yung white blood ko.

Lord, nagtitiwala at umaasa po ako sainyo. :”)

prettylittlefashionxo:

✿  Cute girly/fashion blog! Follow for more great posts ✿

prettylittlefashionxo:

✿ Cute girly/fashion blog! Follow for more great posts ✿

malditanabitchpa:

And again, im rejected. As always. Fuck it, im used to it!

malditanabitchpa:

And again, im rejected. As always. Fuck it, im used to it!

maestrangdyosa:

Someday, we all forget the hurt, the reason we cried and who caused us pain. We will finally realize that the secret of being free is not revenge, but letting things unfold in their own way and own time. After all, what matters is not the first, but the last chapter of our life which shows how well we ran the race. So smile, laugh, forgive, believe, and love all over again.

maestrangdyosa:

Someday, we all forget the hurt, the reason we cried and who caused us pain. We will finally realize that the secret of being free is not revenge, but letting things unfold in their own way and own time. After all, what matters is not the first, but the last chapter of our life which shows how well we ran the race. So smile, laugh, forgive, believe, and love all over again.

girlbehindthisblog:

Parents. We were so busy growing old and enjoying our teenage life, we often forget they are also growing old. Having a complete family, having mom and dad around to guide you while growing old is really important. I am so fortunate for having such a great, responsible and loving  parents like them. As what they say, not everyone has a complete family. We must honor our parents for giving all our needs. Honor and respect your parents by making attempts to give them your time, and your efforts as much as you possibly can. Remember as each day passes, not only are you getting older, but so are they. Be helpful, and make yourself as useful as possible to them. Always make time for them, and make them proud. Not everyone had a perfect childhood growing up, and everyone is at different places with their parents, guardians, or whoever may have raised them, but we should always try to live in each day and treasure each moment you’re with them. They have given you a life and the life that you deserve, and you must return something in exchange or much better than that. One day, you’ll be on their shoes, you’ll become parents and you’ll be needing your kids around just as your own parents need you around.

girlbehindthisblog:

Parents. We were so busy growing old and enjoying our teenage life, we often forget they are also growing old. Having a complete family, having mom and dad around to guide you while growing old is really important. I am so fortunate for having such a great, responsible and loving  parents like them. As what they say, not everyone has a complete family. We must honor our parents for giving all our needs. Honor and respect your parents by making attempts to give them your time, and your efforts as much as you possibly can. Remember as each day passes, not only are you getting older, but so are they. Be helpful, and make yourself as useful as possible to them. Always make time for them, and make them proud. Not everyone had a perfect childhood growing up, and everyone is at different places with their parents, guardians, or whoever may have raised them, but we should always try to live in each day and treasure each moment you’re with them. They have given you a life and the life that you deserve, and you must return something in exchange or much better than that. One day, you’ll be on their shoes, you’ll become parents and you’ll be needing your kids around just as your own parents need you around.

Grabeham ga ang concern nya. Omgg. Nalaman nya kasi na mababa ang white blood ko. Ang ginawa nya tinanong nya ang teacher nya sa science tungkol sa ganun. Anong kailangang gawin at ano ang di dapat gawin kapag mababa ang white blood. Tapos kaninang lunch inexcuse nya ko. Sinabi nya sakin yung sinabi ng teacher nya sa kanya. Concern nya gaaa :”)

I don’t chase people anymore. I learned that I’m here, and I’m important. I’m not going to run after people to prove that I matter.
— (via mistercapslock)
Memories

Nageeffort ako nageeffort sya. Lagi kaming nagtatagpo sa simbahan. Nagkwekwentuhan sabay nagdadasal. Holding hands kulitan. Sobrang saya namin nun. Every thursday kami lagi nagtatagpo sa simbahan. Minsan nauuna sya pero mas nauuna ako minsan. Nung christmas party niregaluhan ko syà ng bag ng bench tapos nasa loob pa ang resibo. Sobra akong napahiya haha. Nagregalo nya ko nung damit at pamango kasi sabi ko gusto ko nung katulad na pamango nya. Tapos nung 10 months namin niregaluhan ko sya ng graham balls tas sya letter. Sya yung tipo ng lalaki na gumagawa pa din ng letter. Lagi kaming magkausap sa text. Tatawag para kantahan ako. Hanggang alaala na lang ba ang masasayang araw natin?

Namimiss ko yung dati. Yung dating TAYO.