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Hindi tayo si Popoy at si Basha.

Dalawang tao lamang tayo na pinagtagpo ng kasaysayan at pagkakataon.

Panandalian.

Pansamantala.

Na kailanmay hindi na muli magkukrus ang mga landas.

Dahil hindi tayo tauhan sa gawa gawang pelikula na naniniwalang may happy ending.

Na may pagtatagpo matapos ang mahabang prusisyon.

Na umaasa sa mga bagay na kailanman hindi naman na maibabalik pa.

Kung kayat ibabaon na lamang sa limot ang istorya nilang dalawa.

Itatapon na ang kakarampot na upos ng pag-asa na ibinahagi nila.

Bibitawan na ang mga pangakong napako at mga salitang nalusaw ng paghihintay.

Dahil ang kwento nila ay hindi natin magiging kwento.

Dahil sa bersyon natin,

Wala nang magaganap na ikalawang pagkakataon.

Salamat sa masasayang alaala.

Mahal na mahal kita.

At ang sakit sakit na.

*Read somewhere

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Cupid stabbed me in the heart with his f*cking arrow. The little sh*t didn't even bother to use his bow. Instead, he drove the damn thing into my chest at close range and then pierced it through with a sledgehammer.

 

As I clutched at the mortal wound in pain, I looked up at him from the ground and asked, "What the f*ck!?"

 

He simply smiled, knelt beside me, and whispered to my ear,"There are a few things about love that you need to learn. So if you just stop bitching for a second, allow me to share them with you."

 

"First, to love someone is to accept that the other person is free. She is free to stay or go away. If in that freedom she still chooses to be with you, then the love she gives is true."

 

"If, however, her heart speaks differently, then it was not meant to be. Learn to deal with it."

 

"Second, love is not a noun that describes a feeling. It is a verb, a doing word, that describes a conscious act. You need to choose it constantly for it to truely last."

 

I laid there still writhing in pain while listening to the little sh*t. My hand, though, was slowly reaching for the glock in my ankle holster. I thought to myself, "I'm gonna double-tap this son of a bitch!" Meanwhile, the little f*cker just kept on preaching.

 

"Finally, love is not an investment. You don't give it and then expect it to return with interest. You give it willingly because it is a decision that springs from the fullness of your being. It freely flows , only if you have already given it to yourself abundantly."

 

The cold, hard steel felt glorious in my hand amidst the pain I was going through. I quickly drew the gun and pointed at the bastard's head.

 

As I was about to pull the trigger, reality hit me. It hit me harder than the sledgehammer I thought earlier drove me to the ground.

 

I was pointing the gun at my own face.

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A mind full of sanity, good thing they invented the PSP.

You pretend to be indestructible,

But deep inside your heart your just too disabled.


You chased away demons,

you run from all these persons.

What is it that you want?

Are you waiting for everyone to fall apart?


Pls. listen, all we wanted is what is best for you.

Don't get them wrong, cause what everyone say is true.

Pride is the one killing yourself,

Don't forget everyone you ignore were all the one's left.


This is not you, your better than this,

Life is cruel, of course everyone miss.

Your not alone, just hold on for one more breath.

And we will all be there for you, just learn to help yourself.

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Scarred people tend to shy away from others because they think the scars they bear make them unworthy of love and affection.

 

I used to believe in this myself, having been wounded and scarred deeply.

 

And yet somehow I have come to realize that scarred people, too, are beautiful. They have stories to share that many would not dare to go through, and wisdom to impart born out of experiences that many would not even dream of trying.

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"Sana gano'n kadaling makalimot, pero ang hirap pala, lalo na 'pag siya 'yong pangarap mo.

'Yong pangarap mo na matagal mong pinagkatiwalaan,

'Yong pinaniwala ka na ito na, nahanap mo na siya.

'Yong magpapasaya sa 'yo, 'yong hindi ka sasaktan.

Pag­aalayan mo ng mga kanta mo, ng buhay mo.

Paano mo makakalimutan 'yong gano'n."

 

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"You complete me" is one big pile of bullcrap.

 

Half a person and another half a person meeting each other doesn't add up to a complete relationship. It just equates to one really toxic charade of two f*cked up individuals trying to use the other to fill in each one's emptiness.

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I opened my eyes and i see flashbacks,

memories of you seems to always come back.

That beautiful voice, the humming of choice,

singing like an angel, that became a rejoice.


It was the fight of the century, the blind crusade,

doing everything you can, you almost reach the grave,

a week or two of sadness and stupidity,

and you thought in that move it will create a lot pf pity..


Acting so tough, so focus and with a brave heart,

but deep inside, you are just beginning to fall apart.

Its been over a year of too much pretending,

and what did you gain from of all that? nothing...


Wake up.. listen..face it..be a man...

Tell them... tell her.. tell yourself..your human...

you know its acceptance of what you really feel,

is what will make you out of this suffering reel.


Enough of this pretension's, you don't even have any intention's.

you don't need to act unaffected, its just making you continually dead.

you know you still love her..too much that you just cant accept it,

and the saddest part is that you just cant do anything about it..


Stop listening to the songs that makes her alive,

Stop looking at those pictures that you wish would never exist,

Stop hating everyone that judged you from that episode.

Just be yourself, and get back to your normal mode..


wake up....

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You erased me from your memory because you thought you were holding me back from having a full and happy life... but you made a mistake. Being with you is the only way I could have a full and happy life. You're the girl of my dreams and apparently, I'm the man of yours.

 

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