You’ve taken all that I have. You made me someone I’m not. You made me this way. Now that I have my freedom from you, all that I can do is destroy you. I’ll be sure that you will suffer until you beg me to kill you. And when that time comes, I’ll rip your heart out and you’ll be kneeling infront of me in pieces.
You know what never grows old? Revenge.
Curled padin kasi yung buhok ko after ng lahat. Char. Kakagising ko. Ktnxbye. Ligo na ko. Naka-NSTP pa ko. Hahahaha.
Good Morning. La pala akong ilong, ang liwanag.
→ David Levithan; Everyday
→ Noah (The Notebook)
Haven’t touched my blog for years. I can only get to update it when I have time. Sucks how my followers decreases everytime I check it. That still is frustrating you know. Well, I owe this blog a very long and detailed text post because as I’ve said, I can’t update this blog everyday.
So here, my Papa has a friend coming from Canada on the 9th of May. My Papa said that if we’d have time “the friend” could take us to Boracay. Sounds fun, right? Tho, anywhere with water will be good. I just need to go get away right now.
There’s a downside to every good news. I received an equally disturbing and frustrating text from Elias’ Mom. Oh god! I don’t need to deal with this shits. Its been months now, 6 excruciating months of ignoring and awkwardness. I won’t talk to Elias as of the moment, I’m still fucking upset about that call. I don’t blame his Mom, I blame him that’s why.
Enough drama. I have better things to do. I’ve been burying myself to a lot of readings, watching movies and tv series and hanging out with good company. That occupies my free time tho I should be making it a time for my studies. Speaking of studies, Discrete Mathematics is bringing alot of stress in my system right now, so is NSTP.
I badly want a break from all these things.
You’re giving up, but I’m still here telling you not to. Someone was there for me when my world’s crumbling down. Now, its my turn to be here for you and tell you to go on. Things will be better soon. I promise. Just keep hanging on. I know you’ll make it through. I believe in you, you can get pass through this.