Mood swings.

Bakit ako naiinis? Tch.

Ako: Mahal mo pa ba sya?

Sya: Oo

Just that one word. Two letters. And my heart just broke into pieces again. He loved her, still. I dont know what to feel rly. I am empty as fuck.

Morning Thoughts.

How to move on? Lmao. Tho I didnt had the chance to be in a relationship with him. He didnt liked me either. But why do I have to do this? Move on. Move on. Two words, easy to say but hard to do indeed.

I fell and I fell hard. Gaaaahhhhh

Wandering Thoughts. ☆

You. You just happened to be the man I wanted to be with. But I know, I had these mutual understandings with some guys isnt right. It is classified as un-loyalty lmao. You said I was a flirt but not to the extent that Im an actually a flirt but your words hits me like a knife. Your thoughts about me always matters first before them. But what did I do? I let you have that impression towards me now. It will surely take a long time again before you can trust me again like what we used to be before. You’re my almost. Almost..

I love your sharp tongue that could slay me with even just an “Okay” from you.
You care for me even if you always said that you were fed up.
You’re actually has this cute attitude that mesmerized me everytime. Every minute. Haha!
You’re just being you. The mean, rude, harsh and cold guy but is actually soft inside.
I love the way you appreciate little things even if you dont deserve little things baby. You deserve the world.
You’re good for me. Too good to be true.
You’re my life force. You make me smile in just a flicker. Just you against them and I’m fine. As long as I have you.
I love you. But Im an idiot for having secret affairs (ALMOST AN AFFAIR, MIND Y’ALL) Im an ungrateful bish argh.
I love you. But I am not for you. You’re hard to reach and all. Heavens and Earth is our society distance.
I adore you even if I dont know how you actually looks like or hear your voice, or your skintone, your height and your expressions. We are just over the internet but I shoved my feelings on you this deep. So deeo that I could pour water and get drown into it. But I bet that would be a one of a good kind of drowning.
I feel sorry for myself, you… for not loving me. for not seeing me as a real woman. for not giving me a chance to love you. for not taking it my feelings seriously.. for not noticing how much I love you.

Im sorry that I couldnt be perfect enough and Im sorry if Im all wrapped with flaws and bad attitude problems and for being a warfreak and frank.

I have to forget you..

BY ALL MEANS.