Imba ka talaga Perpetual Help. May mga warfreak na RadTech na, may mga poser pa. Woo. (Taken with instagram)

It’s more difficult than I thought. :|

the simple pleasure of smiling because 1907.3 miles from where you are, someone loves you :)

Long and tough the week had been. I hope for a happy heart on the days to come.

You wish what happened last night won’t happen tonight. It’s traumatizing but of course, nobody knows. Nobody would understand. Now, you feel weird saying this. You feel even more weird using the 2nd person. You realize that because you’re wasting away, you’re beginning to lose yourself. Question is, until when?

"People always leave."

Guess it’s better to get wasted with alcohol than to get wasted with loneliness.

It’s late, you’re lying in bed, crying and wasting away.

You feel the dire need to drink alcohol but you won’t, you try to resist - it’s depressing. 

Three days and everyone you meet keep asking how you’re doing. And he hasn’t.

Day 03: Some time in your life, you get to the lowest point. Then, it hits you - the first sign of trouble, the root of all the misery. You wonder if it can get any better, if YOU can get any better.

Dear heart, I know so well how weak you are but please quit being such a coward. And please stop hurting.

Day 02 : You’re lost for words and everything you wanted to say remains unknown. You feel so distant, like a wave abruptly sloshing forth, then back, then never coming again near the shoreline. And you don’t understand.

Day 01: I never knew it would be this difficult.