Thursday, October 22, 2015

Anong “I can’t take it anymore?!” Why should you have to take it in the first place? When a person is not making a conscious choice to give you love, then there should be nothing to take. Love is a conscious effort, it doesn’t grow by accident. We all deserve to be purposely, deliberately, and intentionally loved. DAPAT SINASADYA KA TALAGANG MAHALIN! Hindi pwedeng bahala na si Batman noh, hindi ka naman si Batgirl! Hay nku! Hmmpf! Pambihira...


---grabbed from Sis JB's FB post.
#word #D9
Kapag mahal ka...
Tapos sinurprise mo...
Wow, sweet.


Kapag hindi ka mahal...
Tapos sinurprise mo...
Sheeeet, istorbo, abala, nu ba yan...


Kahilera ba ito ng migraine at mahihiluhin?
Sumubok ka pa, wala kang kadala-dala, eh.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Loving Can Hurt



Photograph


Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
Times forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home

Loving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know (know)
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
And it's the only thing we take with us when we die

We keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
Times forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone

And if you hurt me
That's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go

Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home

Oh you can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were 16
Next to your heartbeat
Where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul

And if you hurt me
Well, that's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go

When I'm away
I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost
Back on 6th street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nSDgHBxUbVQ

Functional



You gave a tangible gift
But was reluctant to be tangibly hugged

You gave concrete help, yes
The one that requires the dirty work

You always gave your portion

It was a matter of reciprocation

Maybe they just wouldn't meet
Maybe it just wouldn't suffice
Maybe you don't want to anymore

Pushed to be stiff.
Situations made you flat-affect.

---the epitome of a garbled mind

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

what are they feeling...

Make them feel the love, not the pressure; make them feel supported, not reprimanded; make them feel cared for, not pushed over. -random musings-

Monday, July 20, 2015

Rather than to slander, malign or make spiteful posts...
Choose to forgive. Or reflect if at one point you have been unintentionally erroneous in your dealings, too.
Ask God to humble you and teach you to love more.

Monday, April 20, 2015

What She Is About To Do

And people would wonder why she did what she did
Because she hid
Everything
As best as she could

She hid
Everything
With a broken heart

Only one
One person would know