nangangapa

[nangangapa]

slowly being devoured by loneliness

[nangangapa]

i silently screamed. no one dares to listen.

[nangangapa]

i was once a poet.

when i fell in love, i crafted metaphors that matches you. rhymes were deep. hand weren't tired.

and when you fell out of love and broke me, writing poem was my first lesson before ABCs. i lose the passion.

it didn't kill me, but something inside me died that day—

POETRY.

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what i really like here on tumblr is that no one knows me and i'm fine with it 👀✋ than be with half a thousand followers, yet, doesn't understand what i truly feel.

to more shits to post here 🍻

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PUTANGINA MO SELF!

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PAANO KAYO SINISIPAG?

[nangangapa]

Win every fake arguments you make up on your head. 'Cause I can't!

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Being called "tanga" at "bobo" really cuts me into pieces. I mean yes I am, but please you don't have to point it out in front of me and in front of the people I labeled friends I should have not. Please, be sensitive.

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for me, Tumbler is the new Twitter lol,, thank you for being my diary!!! twt's be getting more toxic and toxic everyday

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i'm becoming more lazy wtf,,,

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“Imagine being with someone where it’s enough safe to just talk for hours about your fears and the things you’re ashamed of … Hours of pure vulnerability. And when you look up again and expect the worst, you get kissed instead. imagine …”

— A.K. mentor

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owshi ur local bitch having an early breakdown dhsjhsjsnsnxsjjanana

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hypocrite

Depression isn’t always “I want to die fvck%@#%!!!” thing. 

Sometimes, it’s when you can’t get out of your bed. 

When the coffee you brew was not creamier than the usual. 

When the arts are left untouched on the table, waiting for it to be finished. You lose the passion. 

When back pain is killing your entire body until you feel numb and weak. 

When you can’t focus on the things you need to prioritize. Your attention is diverted to somewhere you don’t even know. 

When the subject and the verb doesn’t agree anymore and the metaphors are too shallow. You lose the poetry inside you. 

You see, depression has various faces. Don’t tell me you understand me when the only thing you know about depression is ending someone else’s life. 

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fuck u

Stop giving me false hopes and motives you can’t stand for. I didn’t touch to begin with. 

I deserve to be loved too. 

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idk

I haven’t really been feeling like myself lately. I want to do things the way I used to do it, but I can’t. I’m getting weaker and weaker every day. 

An international publication says, by the time when pandemic ends, you will turn into a completely different person. I am. I WASN’T THE ANDREW THAT I DEVELOPED AND MANAGED TO GROW SINCE 2017 AND I FEEL LIKE I AM ON AN UNORTHODOX SHELTER I REALLY DON’T BELONG. 

Don’t get me wrong. Suicide isn’t on the top of my mind. Life really matters to me for I have millions of dreams to accomplish. It just that I find it hard to survive. But believe me or not, I’m trying. 

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TF