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They said it would take a thousand times to get your life back on track, and a million times to get your heart whole in shape..

Heart day, it is.

To Everyone

I hope that everybody receives the love they deserve.

Flowers.

Chocolates.

Dinner.

Or maybe,

Time.

Love.

Affection.

It doesn’t matter how we define it, just wishing that everyone gets the Love they deserve. Because everyone does.

To my Teddy Bear

I just want to let you know how much I appreciate your love.

It is warm and tender.

Fluffy most of the times. *haha*

I won’t get tired to long for your love. To love you every day, put you on my prayers at night, as you sail along the tears of the earth. To miss you each time I think of you.

I can’t wait to see your lovely curves I’ve fallen for. I can’t wait to hug your fluffy body I’ve fallen for.. I can’t wait to have long conversations with you, of dreams, colors, Newton’s law, sunflowers, and all other crazy stuff..

I’m still looking forward on having silly fights with you. Because I know at the end of the day, we would always still choose to love and care for each other.

And I will never get tired thanking the universe for giving me a wonderful person who holds my hand, allowing my other hand to work on with my dreams (minsan late lang talaga ko umuwi, madalas pala hehe) Salamat sa hindi pagbitaw sa kamay ko, na minsan mong ipinangako. 🌻 ♥️ Hinding hindi ko makakalimutan yun.

Ikaw ang Mighty Oso ng buhay ko. 🐻

9.8m/s2 🇵🇭

Happy Heart’s Day 🐻🌻💕

Yes, I have a happy and healthy heart. hihi ♥️

How’s yours? 💕

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A Letter to Him

“I miss you deep…”

 

 

Love, I know we’re apart, and our skies show a different time. But always remember that every inch of you.. contours great memories.

There’s no poem. There’s no picture.

This is plainly me, telling you I love you more than the distance

we have now.

 

It’s a heartache that I don’t have a big fluffy pillow whenever I’m tired from work. You’ve always been my comfort corner,

my tear-wiping counter,

and my bedtime storyteller;

who always make sure that I’ll be getting a good night sleep.

(But don’t worry, your scent allows me to snore. I live in your cabinet now, just to let you know. *haha* together with your mother’s love. 🙂  )

 

 

But hey, I want to thank you for all the hardships,

every effort

and happiness you’ve brought.

You’re one of the reasons now why I keep on going even if I feel restless, and weak sometimes. You would always tell me that everything will be okay. You’ve always been the Mr. Optimistic I knew from the very start of our relationship.

And I’ll be okay because you would sort things out for me;

you would answer every unanswered question I have.

(Though sometimes it’s totally a black hole, still you never get tired of answering those questions.)

 

 

Thank you, baby.

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And I’m not gonna lie, I miss you deep.

But I chose to love you more rather than pampering what I feel.

Yes, I soak my face to my work desk, I don’t mind calling every singe customers.. because once I get up and hang up the black phone, my heart starts to ring.. and it calls you.

(That’s cheesy, but true.)

That’s when I decided to start living in your cabinet so it would remind me of your scent that lingers every now and then.

 

I’ll always pray, asking Him to keep you safe on your journey.

 

Take your trip as an adventure not just to explore the beauty of the blue. But to learn more about life as a full grown individual, who always think about his family;

who knows how to love;

who knows how to make people happy;

who knows how to get some free souvenirs *haha*;

someone who knows about tears..

someone who knows about fears..

someone whom I love  since day one.

 

 

I promise that I will take good care of myself. I would always try my best to eat on time. I will be loyal, to you and to your shirts. *haha* I will take care of Tsoknat and Konan.

I will be with Auntie and Uncle each time.

(Not every day, but each time.)

 

And I will love you.

Araw araw. 

Madami yan.

Sobra.

 

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Kwentong UV Express

Naalala ko ang malagim na gabi kung saan sinalo ako ng mga chicharon ni Camille (Mercy’s Chicharoom, machalapp haha) nang mahulog ako pababa ng UV. Pero muli kong napatunayan na may mabubuting nilalang pa sa mundong ibabaw bukod sa mga nagmamahal sa atin. Thanks man! (Wala ng masyadong stress sa isang gabing bayani baka may magtampo haha)

Eh yun na nga. Buhay naman ako. Wala na ang mga galos at sugat. Wala na rin ang mga pasa.

Minsan may mga pangyayari sa buhay na hindi natin inaasahan.

 

Madadapa. Mahuhulog.

Nang hindi mo namamalayan.

Masakit. Madiin.

Sa una makikita mo lang ang sugat.

Pero habang tumatagal nararamdaman mo na unti unting binabalot ng sakit ang mga sugat. Na kahit anong gamot ang ilagay mo, para kang dinudurog.

Pero sabi nila, pinapagaling ng panahon ang lahat.

 

At kasabay ng paggaling ng mga sugat mo, unti unti kang natututo. Na hindi lang naman sakit at peklat ang dala ng mga galos.

Minsan sa likod ng mga sugat, ay ang mga taong patuloy na nagpapangiti ng ating mga labi.

 

Yung pamilya mo.

Kaibigan.

Minsan stranger.

Minsan mataba. 🙂 ❤ 😛

 

-ayy landeee :*

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To My Queen: Happy Birthday Esan! *love*

 

“To all the Kings in our gaseous sphere.. Treat your Queen just the way they should be treated. If you can’t, forget about trying. Don’t even think about it. Don’t even breathe. *haha*char* “

 

mama

 

*Wala na tayong ibang picture kaya ito na lang ulit haha*

*Kasi walang mahilig magpicture sa ating dalawa*

 

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A mom is a superhero before one’s eyes.

They said it’s difficult to save the earth alone. But earth revolved for billions of years, and believe me.. Moms ruled the earth. There could have been a lot of  Mother T-rex before who cared for their little T-rex.

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And they’re never allowed to complain when they’re in pain. They try to subdue and ease it. They try to be there.

They try.

They always do.

 

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They are the most precious luxury anyone could have.  And it’s for free. They could get a little loony sometimes..but that’s just how they show their love.

 

 

|To Mama|

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Hey.. Happy Birthday Ma 🙂 Masarap pa rin ang luto mo kahit anong sabihin nila..

*haha*

 

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At Salamat sa walang sawang pag-aalaga. 🙂

 

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Huwag ka po mag-alala..

Matututo rin ako na maglaba. 😀

 

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Okay. *haha* ❤

 

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Ganun pa man, kahit mas madalas na ako na lang mag-isa sa pila, alam kong bago ko pa  makita si Miss Cashier.

Darating ka.

Lagi.

Dahil nasayo yung pitaka. *haha*

 

P.S. Sana mas showy tayo sa isa’t isa, kahit hindi talaga. *haha* Mas sweet pa ko sa mga kaibigan ko. 

At sana humaba pa ng maraming maraming marami ang kulot mong buhok. 

Stay healthy. And whole.

And you’re still beautiful.

Maligayang Kaarawan Esan! *love*

 

 

Hiatus

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|Credits|C.L.|A stranger|

It took me three months to finish what you’re seeing above. And don’t expect too much. Haha 😛 It was just a product of my sleepless nights or tiresome days. And it’s starting to stress me out because I can’t think of the stroke nor the color I would apply on the Moon and the space surrounding it.

Mali ba ko ng concept?

Magulo lang ba talaga ko mag-isip?

Or walang kwenta lang talaga yung kinulayan ko. Haha

O sadyang walang pwedeng magpuno ng nararamdaman ko.. habang iginuguhit ko ‘to.

Hiatus.

A very interesting word.

Break.

Parang yung panahon na kinain mo yung cupcake na pinadala ng nanay mo para sa recess time niyo sa school.

Walang masyadong espesyal na handog ang post na ‘to.

Isa lamang ‘tong pagkilala sa salitang hiatus na nagsasabing hindi masamang magpahinga.

Lalo na kung pagod ka na.

(Kasi nasira ang dryer niyo at nagkataong ikaw yung nakatokang maglaba.)

Gumana ka na po. 😦 HAHA

Utang na le-erb.

Happy Birthday To My Friend Who Makes My Life A Little Bit Louder! 

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|Photo credits|K. P.|

|A good friend will celebrate her birthday tomorrow|She took this photo a month ago|

|If she will be able to read my page|I would like her to know how grateful I am to be part of her life|

|I may not be the friend who always roll for millennial stuff|

|I love old times|I tend to love things that will grow old|

|A friend whom you would remember even if you turn 80|

|I may not be as showy as others|tagging stuff|social media alerts|

|But I always try my best to attach some strings to people I care about |A string that will get old eventually|

|…|

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|To Zela|

I will never forget when you handed me tons of sheets and I will always be grateful to know that someone like you, would actually see my efforts towards the people I care for.. to people I love.

Helping others is not easy for me. Because knowing people is not my skill. Knowing people is my fear. And I’m thankful because you have torn that fear and you let me become part of your life.

I always tell you that eyes never lie. And I’m sorry if I can’t help myself to speak about tears.. and pain.. But I know that you could get through all of it. You’ve shown enough courage. And you deserve  pure happiness.

(Remember the day you had to leave that glass door?) I was really proud of myself that it didn’t brought me into tears. You wanna know why? Because in a short span of time, you’ve made me feel that you’ll never leave a shit out of me. That you’re ready to break walls, flaring your colored hair, just to see me because you’re my friend. And friends will never forget.

And yes it’s okay to cry. That maybe we can’t understand everything, but always remember that everything happens for a reason. That every single thing will fall in its own place. And everything will be fine.

Repay me nothing. Because I love what I do. And I would love to tease you more..to talk to you more often..to take more pictures of ourselves..to eat more..to start painting our plans.

I love hugs. Because hugs were meant for friendships.

You are vocal enough. And I could hear you from within. If you think I can’t hear you, kick the door, break some glasses, until I hear you. Until I see your eyes..then I will listen. Because I’ll never get tired to listen.

Simply because you are my friend. And no LOB could change that. Make sense? *hihi*

—–from your friend who has the same mental disorder as yours
P.S. I still love my tinapay with molds. But I love you more.

 

Happy Birthday To My Friend Who Makes My Life A Little Bit Louder!