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by Sarah Dessen
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- Pag may tiyaga, GOODLUCK.
- Laging nasa huli ang PINAKA MATANGKAD.
- Pag maikli ang kumot, sa BABY IPAGAMIT.
- When the cat is away, SABIHIN MO WISS WISS PARA LUMAPIT.
- Pag may usok, KAWAWA ANG MAY HIKA.
- Ang tumatakbo ng matulin ay TUMATAKAS.
- Papunta ka pa lang, SIGE INGAT.
- Aanhin mo pa ang damo, KUNG SEMENTADO AND GARDEN MO.
(Source: biancarnation)
Posted by iambenjbarcoma | Filed under realization,
Life is short. With that short span of humanizing fulfillment, make the best out of it. Enjoy. Express. One might have less chance… less time.
Just realized it yesterday at a wake.
In My Life - Aiza Seguerra
There are places I remember
All my life
Though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone
And some remain
Though I know I’ll never ever lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life
I loved you more
Though the music is sweet
But the song ain’t complete
Now in my life
Boy, in my life
Somethin’ is missing
It’s a tune, yes it’s true
Still there’s no me and you
Here in my life
Boy, in my life
Somethin’ is missing
In my life
There ain’t no melody, oh no
In my life
There ain’t no harmony
To help me sing a song
Oh the music is sweet
(There are places I remember)
But the song ain’t complete
Now in my life
(All my life)
Somethin’ is missing
(Though some have changed)
It’s a tune, yes it’s true
(Some forever, not for better)
Still there’s no me and you
(And some have gone)
Here in my life
Somethin’ is missing
(And some remain)
In my life there ain’t no melody oh no
(All these places have their moments)
(With lovers and friends)
(I still can recall)
In my life there ain’t no harmony
(Some are dead and some are living)
To help me sing this song
(In my life)
(I loved them all)
All I need is a cue
Well, I’m waiting for you
Here in my life
(But of all these friends and lovers)
Boy in my life
(There is no one compares with you)
You are the melody (melody)
‘Cause in my life
(In my life)
(I know I’ll often stop and think about them)
♥♥♥
“Does this count as annoying?”
Cute Agnes.
Things turn out best for the people who make the best out of the way things turn out.
Posted by iambenjbarcoma | Filed under realizations,it's not always about you,
…teasing each other to death (mindless of how pissed off one gets) and laughing about inside jokes. Nothing matters. Nobody but only the two of you understand.
…feeling free and safe enough to share insights and working out disagreements and doubts and sadness and emptiness and insecurities. And I mean together. Mag-iwanan sa lupa, wag lang sa ere.
…making each other feel better. Be sensitive enough to know what’s wrong. Relationships don’t last with elevating egos.
…counting on someone who sympathizes when you don’t feel better, worries about you when you’re gone and wasn’t in touch for too long and welcomes you no matter what. Love isn’t about holding on to bad memories. Clinging on to them will only make the relationship go rotten. Do not weigh. What’s the value of good memories?
…entrusting yourself to someone who’ll accept you even at your worst. Dispose of someone who only stays at your best. Relationship isn’t only about sunshine and rainbows. It’s also about rain and storm and how you deal with them. Of course again, together!
…saving yourself from drowning. Loving someone and you not feeling him/her loving you back is not love at all. It’s unconscious stupidity. It’s not always about someone. It’s about you, I mean the two of you, being a couple. Magbago na lahat. Huwag lang kahit isa sa inyo. When one changes, he/she is no longer the one you loved. He/she is of a different personality now. Indeed, a different person. So why stick?
There’s only two people in the world that you should make happy. And one of them is yourself.
There’s only one person you can trust in the world. And that is yourself, as well…
Posted by iambenjbarcoma | Filed under joey,reymond,sensible,
Ang tao raw, kapag naabot na yung gusto, pakiramdam niya wala na siyang sense of purpose. Kasi wala ng direksyon. Wala ng patutunguhan…
Just last Saturday, I had a very sensible conversation with two sensible individuals. We had 3pm-12mn to do what we had to do that day (ocular inspection at the printing press and photo studio, with surprise photoshoot) and chat share on senseless and sensible issues. I guess Joey and I found ourselves a new friend. He’s cool to be with. Sarap kausap.
There…
We had the same idea. Kasundong-kasundo. Then Joey suddenly opened up feeling like being confused where to go. Sabi namin, it’s ok. Rather than having set your goal and achieved it early than having no goal again. May ganun kasi, pag na-fulfill na yung sense of purpose niya, pakiramdam niya wala na syang kwenta. Kasi nagawa na niya yung gusto niya. I know one. Who had a suicidal tendency. Sabi nga niya, wala na daw kasi syang gagawin sa buhay niya. Nagawa na niya yung gusto niyang gawin.
Kaya ako, I set my goals but then, I do not stick to them. I mean I’ll do what it gets to reach them but it’s assured na may follow-up goal pa.
I do not get contented. I believe that the moment you got contetnted is the same moment you become stagnant… useless… senseless. Because there is no longer room for betterment. There’s no moving forward.
Mas fulfilling naman kasi sa pakiramdam yung parang wala kang patutunguhan but when you become better, it’s rewarding. Kasi at least naghirap ka. Eh kung natapos mo na sense of purpose mo, madedepress ka lang.
Some think that love is all flowers and good times, but I think that love is more than just that. Love is the bad, as well as the better, not lived alone, but a journey together. Something that only the closest can share, with communication, respect.
- Author Unknown
Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what’s going on
Still a little bit of your ghost your witness
Still a little BIT of your face I haven’t kissed
You step a little closer EACH DAY
Still I can’t SAY what’s going on
Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it’s not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball
Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer TO ME
So close that I can’t see what’s going on
Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it’s not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon
Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to cry
So come on courage!
Teach me to be shy
‘Cause it’s not hard to fall
And I don’t WANNA scare her
It’s not hard to fall
And I don’t wanna lose
It’s not hard to grow
When you know that you just don’t know
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