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Those who go to church every Sunday and be all despicably nasty and rude for the rest of the week are one of the most hypocritical kinds of people.


Stop pretending to be what you are not. I do not see God nor Christ in your ways.

RMT

What’s sad about this is that I’m not actually part of the celebration. I’m just an invisible shadow, unseen by people who actually matter to her. It will stay like this for a long time and what’s worse is that I’d probably be alright with it…

I don’t want to ruin your celebration but it seems like I’m not actually a part of it. I am a nobody. Even through all my efforts, I am no one. I am alone.

Lels. Ewan ko na sayo. Haha.

Lels. Ewan ko na sayo. Haha.

A viber message to Gretz from Joshua.

Fuck you! Hindi to kaya ng english. Wait.


Putangina kasi. Bakit mo ba kami pinapakialaman? Ha? Yung totoo? Nagseselos ka ba o bakla ka talaga? Fuck you kasi, why can’t you just be happy for us? Nananahimik kami di ba? Ginugulo ka ba namin? -.- epal ka. Die, alien, die!!!!!!

A viber message to Gretz from Joshua.

Fuck you! Hindi to kaya ng english. Wait.


Putangina kasi. Bakit mo ba kami pinapakialaman? Ha? Yung totoo? Nagseselos ka ba o bakla ka talaga? Fuck you kasi, why can’t you just be happy for us? Nananahimik kami di ba? Ginugulo ka ba namin? -.- epal ka. Die, alien, die!!!!!!

“Just as we outgrow a pair of trousers, we outgrow acquaintances, libraries, principles, etc, at times before they’re worn out and at times – and this is the worst of all – before we have new ones.” —Georg Christoph Lichtenberg (via itsquoted)

(Source: psarchives)

It says a lot that the only time I ever go on Tumblr is when I need to be reminded of my self worth.

(via adiscoloredworld)

Not even once today…

Not even once today…

“And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.” —(via fortheloveofmegan)

Noted.

(via abalienate)

(Source: irynka, via abalienate)

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