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Gi Atay, imong hinaguan lahi ni dawat.
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Every time I’m on my own, I become void of emotions, unsure of what I am, or who I am.
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Just a blank canvas. No writings, no scribbles.
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I am fighting demons I never speak of.
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I should accept the fact that I will never be anyone's number 1.
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That time, I was depressed. At least then, I was happy.
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I'd like to believe in magic, in second chances, fairies and villains.
And I did.
At least, growing up.
But I was slapped by the cold reality at an early age that non of them is true, not even second chances
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What if I leave it all behind?
What if I drop everything and just give it all up?
I already hate myself for being influenced by them.
Death wouldn't be too bad of an idea.
My body's dying anyway.
It's slowly forgetting simple things.
Even the most basic tasks are now job to be done.
What I used to take for granted are now so hard to do.
I'd now gladly welcome death if it were to visit me
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Yes, my head is going crazy.
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Sometimes reality is more cruel than fiction.
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Will it be so wrong to be unable to process your emotions?
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Salute!!!!
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Just tired.
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