Sorry kasi torpe ako. Many times, yes, ilang beses kitang nahuli na nakatingin sakin. And ganon din ikaw sakin. Natutuwa ako’t nagagalak kapag naiisip ko yung mga ganon pangyayari. Nakita ko kung paano ka matulog. Ang likot mo. I want to confess my feelings kahit kakikilala lang natin kahapon. I want to know you MORE. I want to know what’s behind those stolen glances. At gusto kitang makatabi ulit sa tent kahit mainit ang gabi.
P.S. Natuwa ako nung akala mo ata mahimbing ang tulog ko tapos pinaypayan mo ako. :>
I should not chase for wrong people, they say. I should revolve my world to people who deserves me. I should not devour my energy pleasing other people just because I need to keep them in my life. They told me to not worry because if people are meant to stay then they will. But I am afraid. Yes they may be are right but I cannot disregard the chances that they might be wrong. I cannot keep calm for that. I cannot risk the possibility and what ifs. What if they just need my pull every time situation pushes them away from me? What if they are not really destined to go, what if they really are meant to stay? What triggers them to go is when I withdraw my hand on the time when they most needed it. I cannot just let that happen and regret. What if they really need my hand because they really do not want me to let them go? What if they just want something for them to hold on and stay. What if the wrong ones, as what they regarded, are really the right ones? How exactly will you know if they are the wrong ones? By then, it occurred to me that the people you have chosen are the ones you deserved. It is up to you then if you are willing to fight for it and be ready to accept the collateral damage that will happen after. Maybe the important thing is that don’t you lose yourself during the process. After all, it will still be yourself whom you will ever have in the endgame and not them.
Because I’m weak. Afraid enough like any other insects disguising, doing their mimicry or camouflage stuff, pretending to be something which they aren’t. I’m weak and I need to pretend so that they’ll look at me, strong and hard.
The only ability that I ever wanted is being able to read one’s mind. No, not the psychology side. It’s like whenever someone’s in front of you, you can just flip the pages like reading a book.
Because people aren’t honest enough with what they feel. For some point, I want to know. I just want to fucking know…
Alam ko masamang mainggit pero naiinggit ako sa mga taong nakakaya o nagagawang suportahan ng family nila yung mga gusto nilang gawin. Ex: cosplaying. Yuh. Lumang tugtugin, ordinaryong issue. Pera. Pera. Pera. Kung di kelangan, wag bilhin. Maya na gimik, aral muna. Ang hirap kaya ng kaso ko. Okay sana kung nabuhay ako nung mga panahon na walang gadgets, walang chena. Pero you know, wala rin naman akong choice e. As if naman magnanakaw ako. Marunong naman akong lumagay sa tama kong kalagyan.
So now, para sa mga iba diyan na sinasabing KJ daw ako or what kasi di ako nakakasama sa lakad (lakwatsa) o kaya naman sa mga party. Alam niyo na ha? Hindi niyo kasi ako katulad. Kayo anytime may mahuhugot kayo. Ako limitado lang. Sorry kung ganito lang ako. Lumang issue, pera pera pera. Kapos. Tapos!
Nakakabaliw. Sabi ko sa sarili ko magiging healthy na ako pero ano ‘tong ginagawa ko? :(