Monday, March 28, 2016


With all that's up these days, I came across this just about two minutes ago.

I'm speechless.

I don't know.

Monday, March 21, 2016


How unfair could it be when you think you did nothing but love someone but still, what you earned were scars...

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Wednesday, March 16, 2016


Keeping it under wraps amidst this era where everyone seems to scream and demand full disclosure.


I was ready for the worst before the damage was done.


Gaslighting or gas-lighting is a form of mental abuse in which information is twisted or spun, selectively omitted to favor the abuser, or false information is presented with the intent of making victims doubt their own memory, perception, and sanity.

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Tuesday, March 15, 2016


Hi, is everything okay?

NO, everything is not.

Do they still even exist?

Wednesday, March 9, 2016


I'll do the melody if you do the harmony.

But most of the time, even if you don't, I still find that mandatory melody.


This is a game for two. *gasp*
Now I feel uneasy in my chair because of those times that I feel like it's a battle of one.
Tipsy nights like this, and I know that this is not bc of the light apple liquor I sneakily consumed tonight.
I got a lot in my mind right now.
I'm in the constant attempt of keeping all of my shit together.
Where am I right now? Like, really?

Oh well.
** S I G H  **

I got roughly two hours here in my lax workstation. With me and my blanket, and this awesome HTGAWM sesh.

I need a breather.

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

How many frogs are you willing to kiss to find your prince?


Monday, March 7, 2016

Privacy shiz

Saw this earlier in my Facebook News Feed.
I just don't need a Facebook Privacy lockout.
I want privacy in my personal life.
I want people to stop assuming they fully know what's going on with me and all my shit as if it's their business to deal with. Fvck.

Friday, March 4, 2016


Just like the earth, every individual has their own layers.
From time to time, you gotta peel to discover what one is made of.
For some fvckin' arseholes, you get a lot of layers beneath in just a short span of time.
Every time, you get surprised with what good and dark areas are beyond the naked eyes.
You peel so hard out of curiosity, and you end up wanting for more deets because you're one eager cat, delving into the inner core of one's hidden arena.
Some of those silly times, you peel so much more to see if there's that some kind of layer which you're hoping to see.
Now I'm in that deep, deep core.

How much deeper am I willing to explore?

Thursday, March 3, 2016

You don't have to say I love you to say I love you.

This line of a song makes me feel uneasy in my chair.

You say "I love you" to someone you love, right?

Except if there's some dumb reason out there that stops you from spitting those words out.

Sorry, but I like this song less compared to others just bc of this line.

Maybe it meant something else, but it really rings to me, that's why I skip my playlist whenever I get to that line in yellow.

How sweet could it be to say how much you love someone when you do. Or it could also be the contrary - you opt not to say those bc there's a possibility you don't really feel that way. OR... it could also be that you love that person, but in a whole 'nother level.

I pretty much cannot tell anything beyond these. I can't anymore.