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i. Hannah here. Papa's little Princess. 16. Blows the candles every 10th of October. CARPE DIEM. Aspiring Dancer and a Bathroom-Singer. A Writer wanna-be. Future Lawyer. Thomasian Freshie. Political Science Student. Belieber. Living my life to the fullest. Was attached to my bitch, now my VV. <3

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Iniintindi kita. Lahat ng ginagawa mo iniintindi ko. And someday kapag napagod na ako umintindi, intindihin moko. 

I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.
Nakakapagod intindihin yung mga taong never ka pang inintindi.

And worse, di man lang nila sinubukan.

Wag kasing bastusan. Puta. Palagi na lang ganto eh. Nakakagago tae.

Nabadtrip lang ako bigla. Sobrang gloomy ng araw na to para sa’kin. Hayz. Ewan ko hindi ko feel lahat ng mga bagay. Malungkot ako ng wala namang rason. Hindi ko alam.

Please don’t get tired of me.

It happens every time. People lose interest in me. They get tired of me. Suddenly, they don’t bother hitting me up anymore. The conversations become shorter. They forget about me and I just become a distant memory. I wonder if it’s my fault sometimes. But then I realize that people never stay in my life. And there’s nothing I can do about it.

(Source: w0ahpaigexo, via magandangtao)

I don’t like the person I’ve become;
I don’t like what the sadness has done to me.

And take my sincere apology for not appreciating it enough so many times.


And take my sincere apology for not appreciating it enough so many times.

(Source: propertyof-jesus)