Sometimes, somethings are better left unheard, Words that want to be heard, but never seem to reach one's ear but my own. This is a personal journal or blog. But, I'll actually make it more of a place for my thoughts to escape, somewhere to let loose of my emotions so they can roam, somewhere I don't hold back on words. Because I have learned to have a tendency on holding back on what I need to say. Just a place where my heart can just em-plod. Cheers. To heart-filled blogs and bipolar thoughts.

bmhs graduate of 2011. 18. no love.

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I miss you..

I miss you..

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When all the girls screamed.. I bit my lip.

UNF.

Entry 260.

Im back to school for 9 months, goodbye social life. Its time to get my shit together and get a career so i can move on in life.

Peace nigga.
Entry 259.

There’s certain things that will always throw me off. No matter how hard I try for it not to get the best of me.

Don’t get me wrong, it never does.

I never show it, but that feeling that’s making me upset is still there, always.

.. I hate emotions.
This is my man. And I certainly love him.

This is my man. And I certainly love him.

Insecure.

I don’t know where all of these insecurities came from but all I feel as is I’m a dime in a dozen not one in a million.

How grand
Entry .. whatever.

And that’s okay. Everything will be okay. I will be okay. Just got to remember to stay on my own two feet. 

I did my share of crying, no more tears.. Please.
Fairly unhappy at the moment.

Friday the 13th decided to come now, after a good day with my bestfriend.

Thanks world.
Entry 253.

The only people I need in my life.

Mom, Dad, Brother, Lian Tolentino, Ralph Asprer and Janica Gaudia

If people fade into the back round that’s okay. As long I have these 6 in my life, I’ll be a-okay.
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