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You need to pick yourself up. No matter how hard it is, you need to wake up and decide that today is going to be a good day and I’m only going to think happy thoughts, and smile at everyone I see. I’m going to live my life because I deserve to.
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Gusto kong magpasalamat sa lahat lahat ng pagmamahal na binigay mo sakin. sa lahat ng effort na ginawa mo. sa lahat ng oras na sinayang mo makasama lang ako. sa pagbibigay ng tiwala,respeto at atensyon. Sa kabila ng kalungkutan, pagkukulang, kasalanan at pagkakamaling nagawa ko sayo, nandyan ka pa rin kumakapit at iniintindi ako.
Sa mga oras na nagtatalo tayo, nandyan ka para lambingin ako. Sa bawat oras na malungkot ako, nandyan ka para patawanin ako. Sa bawat oras na may problema ko, Nandyan ka para damayan ako. Pagmamahal na kahit kelan hinding hindi matutumbasan ng kahit na sino at kahit na ano.
Hindi mo alam nakangiti ako dahil alam kong nakangiti ka rin. Hindi mo alam kung gaano ako kasaya na ako ang minahal mo. Hindi mo alam kung gaano ako ka swerte dahil meron akong tulad mo. Hindi mo alam sa mga oras na to handa ko gawin ang lahat para sayo. Hayaan mo namang suklian ko ang lahat ng pagmamahal na pinaramdam mo.

I am no writer. I can write endlessly over and over again but the words I dabble into my journal or type across my keyboard are never anything grand. Yet, I keep on writing. It’s my escape. This heart of mine feels too much. It’s not sensitive but rides the emotion that consumes it. Sometimes the emotion is too strong and needs a way out. So I write. Over and over again. Until these emotions dissipate. these emotions create alternate realities and stories are created. Other and most often, the words are vomit. First drafts of what I feel.
Sometimes, people usually hate to write. Maybe it’s because of it being forced upon in classes. Maybe it’s because it can reveal parts of you that you don’t want to see. If people write though, maybe they’ll see what I see. Experience the feelings I feel. Writing is a form of escape. Where reading takes you into the world of others, writing let’s you create your own. It is self discovery. It’s a place no one else can create because it’s yours. The words I write is a form of me that no one can take away. It’s a part of my identity. 
Writing is wonderful. I am no grand writer but regardless, writing is a lot of me and no one else’s.

When you go through something that changes you, you’re never gonna be the same person again. No matter how hard you try, but I think that’s the point.

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May mga bagay na hindi para sa akin. yun yung mga bagay na kahit anong pilit ko, matuto man akong lumipad, abutin ko man ang langit, damputin ko man ang mga bituin, lumipas man ang mahabang panahon, kahit kailan hindi talaga mapupunta sa akin. isugal ko man ang puso ko, tawirin ko man ang dagat, ibigay ko man ang lahat, wala talaga. Nakakalungkot lang kasi, sa dinamirami ng hindi pwede maging akin, bakit ikaw pa.

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Don’t wonder why you already lost yourself in a world full of fake people.

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Ang babae hindi yan ginugutom, dapat binubusog. hindi pinapaiyak, dapat pinapatawa. hindi tinutulugan, dapat nagpapaalam. hindi inaaway, dapat nilalambing. hindi hinuhubaran, dapat binibihisan. hindi binabastos, dapat nirerespeto. hindi iniiwan, dapat iniingatan. hindi rin binabalewala o sinasaktan, dapat minamahal. kasi kapag ang babaeng mahalaga sa buhay mo nawala, nagbago, napagod, nagsawa, siguro naman alam mo na ang dahilan.

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i want to be nice but people are just so stupid.

I want to care for you, but whenever I look at you I just feel tired.

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I’ll always forgive you even if you don’t ask me to.

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I’m a warrior, fighting against the world.

Don’t wonder why you already lost yourself in a world full of fake people.

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Watching you leave was painful. Knowing I’ll never see you again. Knowing that goodbye this time means I won’t see you tomorrow or anytime soon. Knowing that this time you walk away, it’s for good. I miss you. I miss you terribly. Beyond what i would have imagined. But you’ll never see my tears or know how I feel.

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Be patient. I’m not in a hurry to tell you that I still love you. Because I have the rest of my life to show it.

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50% of the world’s geniuses are on Tumblr. As well as 50% of the world’s idiots. Which one are you? Which one am I? HAHAHAHA I don’t know…

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I'm SANSAN 21 years existing on earth. I don't have much something to say about myself and I’m not proud of every decision I made in the past, but I am damn proud of the person I have become. Those decisions helped make me who I am today and I will not apologize for that.

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