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Ayoko na. Sorry... ayoko na.
Marion para kay Josefa, Ang Pangsampung Araw
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Catcalls
"Don't wear those! Kaya ka nababastos eh."
I've been hearing those things multiple times already. Kesyo wag ganto, wag ganon. Mababastos ka ganto, ganon.
One day, I was walking down the street, an old guy whispered in my ear, "Hi miga, i love you miga." I feel so abused that time. I just wanna sit in a nook and think of things, then I realized, "Ano ka ba mer? Sinuot mo yan ano pa ba ineexpect mo?", so I let it happen.
But one Saturday came, I was walking down the street, nakarating ako doon sa area na medyo maraming lalakeng tumatambay sa labas ng tapat ng stores. Without worries, ang daming confidence in me while walking kasi sabi ko I'm wearing decent clothes: pants and plain t-shirt, but still I have been catcalled.
Then I came to realize, it's on the attitude. Yes, clothes may trigger the ugali but 90% of our actions are based on our thinking.
"Kung ayaw mong mabastos, magsuot ka ng naayon."
Minsan, when I walk alone, I used to wear my earphones na lang para makaiwas, but their eyes were on me.
Nakakatakot ang mundo. Nakakabastos minsan, but kahit anong suot mo, may it be something that reveals or covers you, at the end of the day if bastos talaga ugali ng tao, mababastos ka talaga.
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It is surely impossible to say that our paths shall meet again... but I'm hoping.
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I love how people laugh at your mistakes without counting the good things you've done to them.
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We met once in a cold, gloomy afternoon. Took me too long to realize I was staring at you for so long. You caught me, then I lift my lips to flash a wide smile. Seven years... seven years to realize that I made a wrong decision. Seven years... seven years I wasted for things unworthy to mention. Seven years... seven years.
You flashed a smile back, yet I can see confusions back at your eyes. Hello? Can you mention my name? I miss you. I miss your voice. I miss your presence. I miss everything about you. When I was about to get closer to you, a woman from behind grabbed your hand. She looked at me with obvious confusion but stroke a smile on me. She nodded her head as perhaps, a greeting. You looked at her and then she began making weird hand gestures. You smiled, and did the same gestures. You then waved your hand as a sign of parting and then held her cold hands.
What the heck just happened? I uttered as I lift my face from looking on the ground.
“He got an amnesia. He lose his memory. He lose his voice. You lose him.”
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The Ace you broke.
No, let your eyes capture what that Ace contain - the heart
10:11, 23rd of June, my hands froze not because the weather’s chilly. I’m having a hard time pressing keys on my keyboard, seems like my fingers don’t want to write this write-up. Did you notice that I’m bringing you away from the topic? Like, way back when we can’t even identify the main idea of a paragraph. We’re good at this. Shifting the main focus of the story just to move the spotlight away from us.
Let me get you to my point.
How to mend a broken heart? Simple, glue it.
No, I’m not kidding. Glue it. You’re not a kid anymore. Glue - not literally. I mean, build yourself. Here’s to those who need this:
1. Delete texts, phone numbers and your conversations in any social sites - I know you keep reading those things at night.
2. Since letters were never a trend right now, I don’t have you to advice for something to burn to. Love the trees and the ozone layer. Recycle it.
3. It is okay to eat and get fat - just don’t get greasy. *wink*
4. It is okay to meet other people - just don’t get too clingy by asking them to treat you on a lunch/dinner.
5. Celebrate your freedom - you have tons of things to celebrate; bunch of things to do when you’re single. Don’t just flirt all the way.
6. Insert major subjects in your hugot to make it funnier - you’ll instantly find yourself smiling at your own posts.
7. Myth: Never unfriend him/her. He/She’ll win. - Mary’s truth per se: no one wins nor loses. It’s not a fight. It is okay to unfriend him. Well, it’s your account, not his.
8. Myth: Never listen to the music that reminds you of him - Mary’s truth per se: Never limit yourself in crying and letting things out. Once you’ve cried enough, the next time you listened to that song, that will be as normal as the Running Man Challenge song. *laughs at my joke*
9. Better have the closure. - That is the most important thing. Having a quick face-to-face conversation of parting paths is better than a phone call or a plain message. You must both agree for this thing to be healthy for the both of you.
10. Do not carry all the burden. - In engineering, there’s a thing we call the allowable stresses that a structure can resist. If we can just calculate the allowable burden that our heart can resist disregarding its actual size, then everyone’s aware of their own limits.
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Imagination
Something I don’t have but I should possess.
Wake up, bxtcx, its too early to sleep for a dream…
Yet its never too late to imagine.
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Forever to over
“Ba’t ka kasi pa fall?”
Issue. Trend. 2016′s the rise of “pa’fall” word. Even the dictionary can not justify its genuine meaning.
“Pare-pareho lang kayo. Mga pa-fall.”
I do not really understand that reference. I think I can just throw myself a party for being the dumbest girl of this generation. Are we too much? Are we engaging too much on trends? Are we fad-maniac? Are we abusing the language?
“Di mo alam kasi pa-fall ka.”
What the hell.
#freespeech #matyr #poetry #slightlydumb
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THANK YOU
Just thank you for stressing me out.
I really kept on thinking what I did, but it seems that guilt and regret jive together to form a new bond of group against me. I kept on thinking what I did, but it seems that the sky is angry. I kept thinking what I did, but it seems that I cannot undo what I did already… now guilt and regret is teasing me, I can still hear their laughter and shouts that almost broke my inner self.
We build such bond in an instant like a sudden wink of the eye, but things do change… change the way I don’t want it to be. Distance is when velocity marries time, but srsly, they were not the issue. I am the real issue here. I am the one who caused the distance, so should I change the formula? Am I valid enough to delete the old one and change it to:
D = (Issue on me)(Bad attitude)(Short temper)(bad friend)?
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I wonder how cats portray their happiness. How can we know that a cat is happy? If they’re sad, or whatever? Is it based on their reaction when we pat their backs? I wonder how cats think if I hold them gentle. I wonder what does it meant when they say “meow” while looking at me... Their gentle sound...
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have you ever imagine breaking up with the one you love? you’ll probably hang yourself, throw yourself off a cliff, take a bottle of pills, cut your wrist as deep as i can imagine... but nothing beats the feeling of being left alone by friends.
friends, huh? it took several years to build a strong foundation of friendship. through ups or downs, through smile and frown, through thick or thin.
one night changed everything.
i am all alone.
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