Just ugh.

I want to beat you up,honestly. 

can you just stop being so selfish and just let go of people that want to let go of you?

I know that I am not in the right place to say shit but you are affecting someone really close to me. 

so could you please leave and fix yourself. 



I’ve built walls around me to keep people out.

I’ve built them high and wide. and with each brick I place,

I was certain that I was safe.


Until you came along,and the wall just came crashing down

like an avalanche.


It’s unfair how effortlessly you could bring all of that down,

how you could tear my defenses into pieces as if they were

nothing of a nuisance.


that’s why I keep staying away;

vulnerability is not an option.

Make a Difference


[Homily. ADDU Grade School Baccalaureate Mass, March 28, 2014.]

I wonder if you have ever heard the story of Chip Gatmaitan. I chanced on his story on the Internet. Chip is now ten years of age.  Early on in life he learned from his teachers that soft drinks are not good for you.  Every soft drink he learned contains ten teaspoons of sugar and other chemicals that harm your health.  When he was eight years old, as part of his school’s conviction that children can make a difference, he started a campaign to prohibit soft drinks in schools. If soft drinks are bad for children, he reasoned, they should not be sold in schools.  Instead, healthy drinks like mango juice or buko joice or just simple water should be promoted.  He asked his father who was a layer to help him draft a bill for Congress, and on his own…

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Never Date A Girl Who Writes And Break Her Heart (She Will Only Write About You)

this is too much,yet this is just enough.

Thought Catalog

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Never date a girl who writes and break her heart.

Because instead of lying in her bed with broken glass all over the floor and pillows soaked with tears, she will only write about you. She will only recall all your memories; the first time you met, your first date, your first kiss, the day she introduced you to her parents and even the day you broke up with her. She will write these things down in the worst and best way possible. The worst way –- to make her regret she met you and the best way – to make her smile and be thankful she did.

Open her journal and you will find yourself there among the wet pages and blotted inks, waiting to be released and freed. She wrote it not only to release the feelings she is keeping but also because she wants you to read…

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