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“Blossom smiling for the camera.”

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Dear husband

Naalala mo ba nung buntis ako at gusto kong kumain ng burger bago tayo magchurch? Sinamahan mo ko ako non, pero galit na galit ka. Pinapauna kita na umakyat sa taas dahil iniisip ko naiinitan ka kaya ayaw mong magstop over muna. Pero sabi mo wag na at bilisan ko nalang. Inis na inis ka non habang nagaantay tayo nung niluluto ako naman tahimik na sumasama ang loob dahil sa mga reaksyon mo. Naalala mo nung habang nagaantay tayo non sa pagkain ko, kung pano mo ako pinahiya sa may ati ng tindahan na kaibigan mo at kasama natin sa church?. Na sinasbihan mo akong amg taba taba ko na kakain pa ko? Na pinagbabawalan na ko ng doktor na kumain ng marami pero kakain ako isang maliit na burger. Yung paulit ulitong pinamuka sakin kung gaano nakakahiya ang pagbili ko. Na hindi ko naman maintindihan kung anong mali don. Gutom ako, buntis ako at gusto ko lang naman kumain. Yun siguro yung tinatwag nilang "body shaming".Hindi mo nakikita pero ako kitang kita ko kung paano ako tignan ng mga tao sa tindahan. Dahil nangingilid na ang luha ko sa sobrang pahiya mo pero hindi ka parin tumitigil sa pangaasar sa laki ng katawan ko. Hindi ko alam kung tama ang nakita ko, pero tinitignan ako ng mga tao na parang naaawa sila sakin. Ako naman tumahimik lang dahil ayokong gumawa ng eksena. Pagkaluto ng burger umakyat tayo...at habang kinakain ko yun at may kausap ka na malayo sakin. Dun ko gusto umiyak. Dahil naawa ako sa sarili ko. Hindi manlang ako mapagbigyan ng lalakeng magiging asawa ko sa simpleng bagay na gusto ko. Hindi manlang niya ako kayang respetuhin sa harap ng mga kaibigan niya. Ako na babae, na magiging ina ng anak niya, at magiging asawa. Alam mo nung panahon na yon halos mabulunan ako sa pagkain ko dahil kasabay non pinipigilan ko tumulo ang luha ko. Paparami na kase yung tao, ayokong magtaka sila kung bat ako umiiyak. Pagtapos kinakausap mo ako pero dahil masama ang loob ko hindi kita pinapansin. Pero hindi yun nagtagal kase hindi naman kita matiis. Gusto kong magwalk out at ipahiya ka sa mga tao. Pero hindi ko magawa kase kasiraan natin yun.. Kase magasawa tayo. Sana naisip mo din yun nung mga panahon na pinahiya mo ako, ako na asawa mo. Dahil gusto ko lang kumain ng burger.

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My advice when folks are struggling with writing in the third-person omniscient is to Lemony Snicket it up. Give your omniscient narrator strong opinions about what’s going on. Don’t fall into the trap of assuming that the third-person omniscient perspective must also use the objective voice; those are two separate things, and many of the most popular and successful writers who’ve written in the third-person omniscient do not, in fact, use the objective voice.

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"You're okay. So dry those sweats and tears away. Remember you're stronger than you think you are. Braver than anyone, tougher than anyone. I know you're sometimes impatient and wary, but i can see that you are tryin. Trying harder than anyone else, making life better for everyone else. Even though they can't see it yet. I know they are just busy on their own shit. But Surely someday, somebody will see, how you bloomed to be a mother for him. For now you just keep on doing what you know is best. If silence it is then let it rest. If louder can help, then fill you're lungs with air. And prepare to shout whenever you can. So darling, do not think you are any less. Because you are greater just like the rest. I know you sometimes question your worth, against your man's priorities and attention. You sometimes feel that you are forgotten, even when you are still alive and breathing. But let me tell you something. Other people needs to shut it. Because i know that you know, you are great. You can sail a boat and throw an anchor away, and still stand strong despite all the waves. Remember Just like before, even if it's just you alone. You sail strong and with high hopes. You didn't need hands and eyes to look out for you. Because you are used on doing things your own. So screw them if they don't see your worth. Because You have the strongest heart for all i know."

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Zombie Tarot By Paul Kepple 

The Zombie Tarot is from the creator of the Housewives Tarot. This 78-card deck is a retro oracle of the undead, where ‘wands become limbs, pentacles are biohazard symbols, and the Major Arcana is full of shambling corpses’.

It had to happen sooner or later I guess.

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Tanong...

Ilang beses mo na ba siyang tinanong kung mahal ka niya?

Kagaya karin ba ng patalastas sa telebisyon na paulit ulit ang mga salita para lang mabili ng mga tao. Pero sa lagay mo sa isang tao mo lang binebenta ang puso mo..

Umabot na ba sa punto na lahat nalang ng galaw niya lagi kang naninigurado? 

“mahal mo ba ko talaga?”

“gaano mo ko kamahal?”

“Mamahalin mo ba ko panghabang buhay?”

“Mahal mo parin ba ko?”

.....”Hindi na”....

Paano kung isang gabi, ganyan ang sinagot niya? 

Alam ko masasaktan ko, alam ko iiyak ka.. alam ko magmamakaawa ka na muli ka niyang mahalin.. 

tapos hihilingin mo na sana, hindi nalang ako nagtanong. sana hindi nalang ako sumubok alamin.. Sana hinayaan ko nalang... dahil baka bukas, bigla nalang niya ako ulit mahalin...

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Apoy...

Sabi nila kapag nagmahal ka posible na makalimutan mo ang sarili mo.

Maliligaw ka daw, at masisilaw sa masikat na pagsibol ng pagibig na akala mo ay pang habang buhay.

Makakalimutan mo ang sariling kaligayahan para lang  maambunan ng konting pagmamahal galing sa iyong sinisinta. 

Hahamakin ang lahat para lang mapaligaya siya. 

Pero hanggang saan mo nga ba kayang magsakripisyo at magbigay ng walang hanggang pagmamahal?

Kasi alam ko, at alam ng lahat na darating ka sa punto na parang mararamdaman mo na ikaw nalang ang natitira.

Yon na ba yung senyales na dapat mo ng mahalin muli ang sarili mo at humakba paabante para mapagbigyan ang paglimot?

Yon na ba yung sinasabi nila na panahon na para tanggapin ang masakit na katotohanan, na yung dating pangako niyong habang buhay at pang samantala lang pala. 

Sa totoo niyan, dalawangput limang taon na ko nabubuhay sa mundo. Ilang beses na kong nangako at pinangakuan ng pagmamahal ng walang hanggan. Paulit ulit na kong nangarap na sana siya na nga. nagplano na siya na ang gusto kong makasama sa pagbuo ng pamilya. Pero lahat ng iyon nawala nalang bigla. sa kadahilanang hindi ko maipaliwanag. 

Kusa ba talagang namamatay nalang ang apoy na sabay niyo sinindihan? sino ang unang pumatay? sino ang unang humipan? sino yung hindi nagpatuloy para umapoy ito pang habang buhay?...

O sadyang napaglipasan nalang ng panahon at pareho kayong nawalan nalang ng malay.

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Hey playmates! Our first single is finally out on spotify and itunes. Congratulations to Zabala Music Studio for a successful release of “Unang Yugto”. Check out all 10 songs from different OPM bands. See you on our next gigs playmates!

Here we go!!!

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I think about you…

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best feeling..

The best feeling…

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A letter to my resting heart... you’ve already woken up.

Dear, Resting heart

A couple of years ago, you’ve already given up the idea of being committed. Just thinking about idea, makes you cringe. I mean, hello headaches!? heartache!? and all shitty pain that you could experience when you fall in the love pit. Your story was not as romantic as any girls have. You’re that type that believes in fairy tale but never admit it, because you know you’ll never get one. You’re the type that says i’m strong but cries every night. when you get broken and torn to pieces. And the type that forgets happiness and forced to be a cold stone. But deep down you keep one flesh of yours connected to any doors of possibility....I know that, i heard your wishes every night.. You see,I get a glimpse of you once in a while, whenever you’re invisible to any ones sight. You told yourself that if you end up alone when you whither, you would still want to see your off spring someday. Even if nobody wants to own it,You promise that you will protect it with every part of your vein..You don’t care anymore, you just don’t want the idea of dying alone. You bitch around most of the time, but You beat like a human too...because you feel lonely every time a drop of rain starts to fall.

And then that moment came when you’ve given up, you didn’t hope anymore. you just waited... And waited.. made mistakes.. and waited again.. committed another mistake.. becomes impatient... but still you wait.. And now you waited without complaining... Until that waiting game is over.. And finally, you feel that this is the season to bloom. That season to keep every muscle and vein in your part pumping. And this time, its not hard to keep up from beating... because there is another heart who is doing it for you..

So you can stop resting now.. and start to take the chance of happiness. Start to explore your story again. flip those pages and write the happiest story of your life. Because you know deep inside... that you will not stop beating again.

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