Anonymous asked: Hi po! Pde magtanong?! Hehe! May bespren po ako, msama bang ipagdamot sya sa iba?! May pgkaselosa po kase ako pgdtng sa kaibgan lalo sa bespren.. hehe! So dapat ba na mnsan bawas bawasan ang pggng selfish at immature?! Natatakot kase ako na bka iwan nia nlng ako bgla.. :(

Sorry anon kasi ngayon lang ako nag-online. Sorry. Sorry.

Baka kasi bhe masakal yung best friend mo sayo. Wag mo siyang ipagdamot sa iba. Kasi kung talagang best friends kayo, hindi ka nya ipagpapalit sa ibang tao, kahit sino pang makasama niya. :)

if they truly care about you, they will stay with you no matter what.

even if you have done something wrong. your real friends will tell you the truth and will make you realize your mistakes but they will never leave you. don’t forget about that. so, if you really cared a lot for them but still, they left you hanging alone, do not stress yourself. let them go and let them stay away from you. they are not real and sincere so stop wasting your time thinking about them.

let your fake friends go, take good care of your true friends for they will always stay with you.

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kawawa yung mga bata ngayon.

Yung batang pinsan ko kasi, hindi na mahiwalay sa ipad niya. Kapag hindi niya hawak ‘yung ipad niya, umaarte siya na ang kati daw ng kamay niya tapos sisigaw na siya ng malakas sabay iiyak.

Kawawang bata. Hindi masaya yung childhood life niya. Kasi sa gadgets nalang umiikot yung araw niya.

Samantalang tayo, nung bata pa tayo, aalis tayo after lunch sa bahay. Tapos pag-uwi natin, amoy araw, amoy pawis na tayo. May sugat sa tuhod, siko, muka. PERO MASAYA. Yung tipong hihingalin kang tatakbo pauwi kasi alam mo na mapapalo ka dahil ang dumi mo sabay may mga sugat ka pa.

Iiyak tayo kasi inaway tayo ng kalaro natin, pero kinabukasan, makikipagbati naman tayo dun sa kalaro nating salbahe.

Yung mga bata ngayon, iiyak kasi naubusan ng buhay sa candy crush, nalaglag sa temple run at kung anu-ano pang mga laro sa gadget nila.

Naranasan kaya ng mga bata ngayon maligo sa ulan? Pero bago sila maligo, lalagyan ng mama nila yung likod nila ng efficascent. Sa’kin kasi, ginawa yun ni mama eh. 

Naranasan kaya ng mga bata ngayon yung kaba kapag naririnig nila yung taya sa tagu-taguan na sumisigaw ng… “isa! dalawa!…” hanggang sampu.

Naranasan kaya ng mga bata ngayon yung mga naranasan natin dati? Yung kahit nagkanda dungis dungis na tayo, masaya naman.

Imagine, yung gadgets lang natin dati, brickgame, tamagotchi, family computer…

Ang sarap balikan nung pagkabata ko.

(Source: pakalmot)

let’s go to bed together until these wounds have healed

I want you to kiss me harder than all the times you’ve looked in the mirror and seen all the She loves me not petals reflected back at you. Kiss me like this is the last day we have on earth, like the apocalypse is coming and all we can do is sit naked in the kitchen and eat cold cereal while we wait for the fires to come and burn down the houses and the apartments with teenage couples still in them. I want you to tell me what your first text message to her was like, what her reply was, what it felt like to press the send button without spell-checking first.

Every fortune teller will check your pulse and tell you that fucking someone doesn’t take the pain away unless you fuck the wrong person. You could get that advice for free. Some day I’d like you to put your finger on your own pulse instead and count how many times it throbs and then multiply that by 3,500 and add 309,000 and you still wouldn’t come even close to how badly I want you.

See, I went to your house once and your mom opened the door and said you were asleep, but when I went up to your room you were lying on the bed with your eyes open listening to all your favorite mixtapes. I remember when you showed up at my doorstep two years ago with a stack of CDs. Let’s record our hearts beating in unison and play the tape over and over again on repeat until the sound burns into our brains. I’d loop the sound of your breath on my iPod if it meant being able to feel your exhalations underneath my skin.

In psychology there’s a certain phenomenon that babies who are separated from their mothers will still be able to recognize their mother’s voice when reunited up to ten years later.

I think that even if you and I were separated by a continent or two, we’d still find a way to get to one another again.

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for my anorexic friend

You were so scared to go with me on a picnic because you said you don’t want to eat the food I cooked for the both of us. You didn’t even touch the cake I baked for you because you said, it will make you fat. You said you were sorry because the night your stupid guy broke up with you, you don’t even want to touch the ice cream and chocolates I brought for you.

I hugged you even if your bones were hurting me. I held your hands so tight when you were lying on your hospital bed even if your hands were about to crush.

My heart cried the moment I recalled the first time we ate our favorite food. What happened? You know I love you very much no matter what your size is.

I love you. I miss you.

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HI MAAAT! Sorry di na ‘ko nag-suklay. Hahaha.

Happy happy birthday baby girl! Thank you so much for being a sweet and nice person to me. Thank you for always being there and thank you for always talking to me.

Thank you for being a sister and a friend.

I love you…

• Because you’re sweet.
• Because you’re my little sister here.
• Because you’re nice.
• Because you’re very cheerful.
• Because you appreciate little things from me.
• Because you’re lovely.
• Because you’re Mat. And you’re really special!!!

I hope you’re always happy and okay. When you need someone to talk to and when you need someone to be there for you, I’M HERE. I’M ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU.

I LOVE YOU.

I love the first one. Whyyyy~

Guys, boyfriend ko po. Five years and five months na kami. <3

(Source: pakalmot)

Anonymous asked: Ang galing mog mag motivate ng tao :)

Come here and let me love you!

Anonymous asked: Ate Mimi, buntis po ko. PEro 17 years old palang ako. Ayoko neto e. Magagalit sila mama sakin. May alam ka bang pampalaglag ? Nu gagawin ko. Tulungan mo na ko please.

Bat ba ‘ko madalas nakakatanggap ng ganitong TA? 

Alam mo girl, ginawa mo yan. After mong mag-enjoy sa kama, gusto mo namang mawala yang bunga ng ginawa niyo. Magagalit yung mama mo kasi nakagawa ka ng ganyang bagay. Anong gusto mo? Magpa-fiesta si mommy mo kasi nabuntis yung anak niya?

Magalit ka na sakin dahil sinermunan pa kita. Pero naiinis ako sayo kasi sa ganyang paraan mo gustong i-solve yang problema mo.

Kung sinabi mong gusto mong ituloy yan, kasi tanggap mong nagkamali ka, Magiging proud pa ‘ko sa’yo eh. Kaso, yung mali mong nagawa, hindi naman matatama kapag gumawa ka ng isa pang mali.

Pero kung magbabago isip mo, kausapin mo ko. Kung kelangan mo ng tulong bukod sa pagpatay ng baby mo, i-TA mo lang ako. :/

Anonymous asked: I FEEL UGLY! shit

You are beautiful.

If you hate your reflection in your mirror, look at me. Look at me and watch me smile as I look at every detail of your face, because no doubt, they are beautiful; you pretty gorgeous angel. :)

I love you!

eulogy for myself

I’m such a bitch when I was alive, and you all bet that I’m still a bitch right now; wherever I am. I used to ask my mom to buy me dolls every Saturday. I used to ask for money from my dad every Sunday. I used to stay more than an hour inside the bathroom everyday. I was always late during my classes and I don’t talk that much to my classmates. I hate clowns so much and I screamed the first time I saw a clown during my friend’s birthday party.

But I’m more than that.

Mom, you were so annoyed at me when I was young because I used to ask you to buy me dolls every Saturday. But those dolls weren’t for me. I shared them with my little sister because I love how she smiles at me whenever we’re playing. She’s beyond beautiful and I love her so much.

Dad, you smiled at me and told me that I should stop asking for money because I was only seven years old at that time. And asking for money from you every week isn’t a good thing to do. But I asked you to give me money because I love to drop them into those bags every Sunday inside the church.

I stayed more than an hour inside the bathroom; looking at myself in the mirror while I’m slowly thinning and dying every second. 

I was scared of the clowns because one time, a clown held my hand so tight that he almost crush it and he laughed the moment I started to cry. I want my siblings and their future children to stay away from the ‘bad clowns’ because I don’t want them to get scared and then, cry.

I’d like my family to know that I love them so much. My parents are the most adorable parents ever. My sister is beautiful and she’s a strong girl. My brother is stubborn, but he tells everything to me. He trusts me a a lot.

My boyfriend is the most wonderful person I had for six years. I gave him everything I could give and he loved me with every second of his life. He was my best friend at the same time. I am going to be happy if he found someone new now that I’m gone. Please look for a girl who will love you more than I did. She will be the luckiest girl ever.

My friends, including the ones who betrayed me, I hope you guys are always happy and gorgeous all the time.

To my friends who left me because they died earlier than I did, I’m going to see you all again.

I’m going to miss you. Don’t you all forget about me… Please.

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SHE: “I don’t think he likes me. I’m awkward, obsessed with food, shy, loves to stay in my room for hundreds of days reading and reading the books that I have already read. If there’s one thing I’m proud of myself, that’s painting and taking photographs that only me could understand… When I’m all by myself, I can say, ‘that rose’s skin is as gentle as your lips.’ but the moment I start to talk in front of him, all I can say is, ‘hi’ and ‘bye’. I don’t think he likes to be with me. there’s nothing extraordinary with me. i’m just… not… enough.”

HE: “I love the way her cheeks turn into red when I’m talking to her. I’m obsessed with the way she bite her lips when she doesn’t know what to say. I love how she posts lines from her favorite book on her blog that I’m fond of reading everyday. I’d like to see her paintings and I’d like to ask her to paint me while I hold this card saying, ‘paint my smiles. thank you for giving them to me.’ I’d love her to take a photo of me doing weird faces just to make her smile when she’s sad. I love her. I love everything about her.” 

(Source: pakalmot, via pakalmot)

She fell in love…

She fell in love with his husky, sleepy voice. She fell in love with the way he smiled at her and the way he laughed when she cracked that stupid joke. She fell in love with his deep eyes that smiles with his perfect thin lips. There are some certain crazy moments wherein she wants to brush his hair through her fingers. she loved every detail about him.

“I want to be in his arms, I want to trace his face and I want my fingers run through his legs while we’re cuddling.” She slowly bowed her head when he waved his hands to her and said, “hi”—- “I love him.” she added.

She fell in love with him even more, every day. Every serious talk they have shared, all of the funny moments… Everything! She fell in love with the guy who never noticed her feelings for him, the guy who broke her heart when he introduced another girl to her as his, girlfriend…

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“HINTAI”

Share ko lang guys. Kasi naglalakad kami sa Cubao ni Raymond, tapos hile-hilera yung mga pirated dvd dun sa bangketa. Tapos tawa kami ng tawa kasi may dvd, may mga nakahubad na anime characters sa harap, tapos title niya, “hintai” nakakatawa po.

If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet

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