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vomitingwords · 1 month

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"I don't want to think about it now," one of my closest friends once told me. "I'll think about what I can do once I'm already in that situation," she even added.

Before we got into this conversation, I was ranting about my life. And why are things not happening the way I want them to? As if the universe is against what I want. These past few months have quite stressed me out, and I don't have anyone to tell these things to. Because, honestly, I never wanted to bother anyone. I am just a typical person who keeps things to herself. Especially if it's too personal for me to share.

Earlier, while I was traveling to work, this conversation struck me once again. And I just remembered that I also said that before to someone I know. I used to think that way. I used to tell other people the same phrase every time they asked me what I would do if I were in a certain situation. And you see, I used to not overthink too much. Yes, I am an overthinker, but not to the point that I am experiencing now. I just thought that my overthinking got the best of me. I'm on the verge of quitting everything that I'm passionate about. In short, I was so close to giving up and stopping everything that makes my heart feel alive. I haven't felt so genuine in a while, as if everything I wrote was nothing but mere words that have no meaning at all. Something I don't really feel like writing about. I stopped having a long conversation with anyone. I stopped listening to what they really had to say. And just think, think, and think until it's time for me to go to sleep.

But then I remembered who I was before. I remembered that girl who doesn't easily give up on things just because she's stressed out. I remembered that girl who loved to lift people up with her words. I remembered someone who would not let anyone stop her from achieving what she wanted. I remembered who I was. I remembered myself saying, "Let's see what I will do if I'm in that situation." Even if I am not sure what I can exactly do when that moment comes, even if I'm not sure if I'm still alive to witness that, I remembered how hopeful I was. And I remembered how much faith I have that things will always work out. And even if they don't, it just means that it wasn't meant for me at all.

I just want to tell you that sometimes you have to remind yourself of the old you—the you who have lived and survived in the past—just to get you where you are right now. And remember that if you don't like where you are right now, you still have a chance to do something that might change where you're going. It might be a tough road to walk on. But the most important thing is that you've done something. You've never abandoned yourself and just given up on what you really want to do.

Hello, I'm just dropping by // ma.c.a

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themhayonnaise · 6 months

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teenxskylar · 3 months

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Went to Subic last Friday night and had our dinner in ben's kitchen, sarap naman ribs nila. We also ordered clam chowder; it's my first time trying it, and its good! Ang creamy, parang pwede pang sauce sa carbonara HAHAHA

We had our coffee shop stop sa may primero, and oo na sorry na for not being able to take a picture of the cafe!!! Search niyo na lang, primero subic! HAHAHA, their drinks are okay? sb price range pero ganda naman ang cafe vibes, and they have a seaside view sa labas ng cafe so overall goods na

Lastly, tangina si lei bumili ng roller blades! kaya ayan, nag practice siya HAHAHA TANGINA PANAY SIYA SEMPLANG, PATI RIN KAMING MGA NAG ALALAY SAKANYA PAGOD!

And for the stop light pic...ala lang drama ko lang...I hope we can stop the time whenever were enjoying, no? Pero it would not be that much fun if we were stuck in it. Magsasawa rin tayo, some are better are better left to past, much better if we happen to create more happy memories na lang.

#readables #personal

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antinatalistwhump · 1 year

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My body will outlive my soul, and I don’t think I can bear to endure that.

#spilled feelings #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #dark academia #academia #readables #excerpts #literature #poetry #anti hero #romantic academia #childhood #lost generation #romance academia #trauma #love #coping mechanism #light academia #family trauma

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mysecretworks01 · 9 months

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from summer 2022

But I’m in pain... as I lay barely awake in bed typing this, I know I have to let it all out before I forget again.

It’s all in my chest, it’s heavy.. the rest of my limbs feel featherweight. I am as stuck to the sheets of my bed as I am to the idea there is no end to me and you. The slightest thought of the final chapter binds me to this spot. And as the weight of this feeling begins to turn me claustrophobic, I have already sunk further into oblivion.

#writers and poets #writing #writers on tumblr #spilled ink #spilled words #spilled thoughts #readables #relatable #poets on tumblr #lit #self publishing #literature #writers on writing #poetsandauthors #poetsandwriters

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francesca-sapphic · 7 months

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have those bubbled thoughts hit the top? I pick your brain, I poke, you pop. the smoky fizz which fizzles out inhale your pride & ditch your doubt

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fellelouise · 4 months

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New Year, New Me.

Char.

2024 na, posting my first site visit of the year. Also, magaanniversary narin itong commercial project ko. It feels so surreal to be able to witness ung drawing ko from paper to reality. It feels like a heavy weight on my chest. Haha

But other than that, I am happy to be able to be where I am standing now. Dati, pangarap ko lang to eh. Maging Architect, magkaron ng commercial project, now look at me. 🫶🏽

Universe, Lord, Guardians... alam niyo na po next, bahay ko naman po sana itatayo ko. Tska pahingi narin ng 500 million cash!! 🤣

To more projects, achievements, experiences this year!! Wooh 🥳🎉

Filing it here

#personal #thoughts #photos #architecture #readables

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ex-masbitterpasakape · 1 year

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This day was so devastating for me, i mean its not a good day! So earlier i received a reply from my story from this picture:

Saying na “you cant still move on with ____, and still got heartbroken kasi may myday sya na may kasama” and i was like, ha? San yung galing i already moved on, ikaw nalang hindi, sabi nya kaya pala lahat ng post mo e parinig sa kanya, kako it’s because its what you’re thinking. Ayun yung pinepertain nyo lagi na everything im doing is associated with my ex fling . I added, baka 10 years na nakakalipas e di pa din kayo nakaka move on.

Nakakasad lang na people will define you based only on their perspective and level of perception, invalidating yung mga past traumas and pains mo. I work hard to earn this e peace that i have right now. Then bigla bigla nalang na lahat associated pa din? I know di dapat ako mag pa apekto pero kasi ang aga aga, ayun ang good morning sayo. Pota then after a while may nag chat sa IG ko. Random followers and i usually reply naman lalo na pag may time heres the chat.

Oo i post sexy pictures, minsan thirst trap sa stories or sa closed friends pero it doesn’t mean i am inviting everyone to talk shit, be rude and to sexualize me. I am not a toy, and i feel disrespected with that. Feels like na ayun ba tingin nila saken, ayun ba yung impression ko sa pagiging kind, confident and open with them. Ang shit lang.

That’s why i post rants earlier about safe space here in the internet, be kind everyone. We don’t know what they suffered to get that peace of mind.

#diary #readables

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unexplainablefeelingsinmyheart · 1 year

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For You

I never thought we’d come to this

I never thought you’ll have feelings for me

I’d be lying if I said I don’t love you

I love you with every bit of my being

#readables #couple #him #for her

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vomitingwords · 7 months

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"Sometimes, I hope people can always say what they truly feel. And be genuine about it. No restrictions. No holding back. No keeping all the most important parts.

But then I remembered that I myself couldn't even do that. So why would I expect other people to be like that?

I realized that sometimes we have to choose what we only have to say from the words that we truly want to say. Every word doesn't have to be said out loud; rather, let our actions show what we truly mean. Because not everyone has the time to listen to what we're about to say, and that's totally okay. We human beings don't have all the time in the world to understand everything that's happening around us. We're all busy trying to save ourselves and live life the way we want to.

So it's fine if you can't compose yourself to say everything you want to. But remember that there are so many ways to reach those people who are important to you. And I hope you'll be surrounded by the right people who will lend an ear to hear the stories that you've been holding onto."

I wish I was braver // ma.c.a

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bayaningpuyat · 1 year

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Someday, someone will come to love you and your insecurities and finally make you feel enough and worth it. Someone will love the whole package even if you’re already damaged for he will help you love your scars. Someone will love your flaws and imperfections and will tell you your glitches complete you. Someday, someone will accept you for who and what you become and will love you just the way you are.

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themhayonnaise · 5 months

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Sometimes I read, sometimes I take pictures. 🥹

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teenxskylar · 6 months

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Ano ba talaga gender ni teenxskylar?

Back in 2015, I was a minor, blogging a bunch of heartfelt posts about my special person. I was scared to reveal my gender back then, given that the lgbt community was not celebrated pa that time. 2015 was the experimental year pa noon, tolerated naman ang karamihan na miyembro ng lgbt (hanggang ngayon pa rin naman, tolerated lang tayo, hindi celebrated, pero this topic is for another blog) and I wasn't ready to come out yet. Hence, I blogged anonymously and with that ang daming nang bobombard sa inbox ko noon. Kung babae raw ba ako or lalaki, kung babae raw ba ako bakit ganun ako mag blog parang lalaki raw yada yada.

I admit sobrang nakakapagod, I can't blog in peace. Hindi ko alam bakit dati kailangan ilabas ko pa gender identity ko para lang tigilan ako ng mga tao. Hindi ba pwedeng basahin niyo na lang ang mga kalandian posts ko back then huhu, gusto ko lang magkwento tungkol sa mga naging crush ko na hindi ko maikwento sa mga kaibigan ko kasi hindi pa ako out noon? Grabe sobrang big deal ang gender talaga noon 'no? Parang hindi nila mababasa ang blog mo if di mo i-indicate yata sa hashtag kung babae ka ba, lalaki or bading. Although I had my own faults din, nilito ko ang mga tao, pinaglaruan ko sila with my gender, minsan nagrereveal ako na babae ako, minsan lalaki, pero at the end of the day its not my responsibility to feed people's curiosity. Ika nga ni Jose Rizal, "my blog, my rules." eme

And I'm thankful na ngayon naging safe space ko na ulit ang tumblr, wala na ang mga toxic people noon na nang abuso ng pagkabata ko, they took advantage of my age knowing na madali akong maniwala pa noon. Kilala niyo kung sino kayo, pero hindi ko na kayo maalala hehe.

#personal #teenxskylar #readables #tagalog

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antinatalistwhump · 1 year

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People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, found each other a few feet away.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

I am forever impressed by how simple out of the blue descriptions written by Fitzgerald can end up being such profound analogies. This sentence was simply a line of description for a house party where people came and went.

#academia #excerpts #literature #romance academia #romantic academia #dark academia #love #poetry #readables #the great gatsby #Gatsby #spilled feelings #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #light academia #f. scott fitzgerald

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mysecretworks01 · 9 months

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Most Days

Most days I find that I’m better at writing to myself in my notes app than I am at talking to the people around me. I pride myself on being a great communicator, and yet I severely lack the confidence to share this part of me with the people I love most.

Would they enjoy the mundane anecdotes? Or think of me as a silly woman overly romanticizing and dramatizing things?

Most days, I think that I am doing exactly that. Romanticizing, dramatizing, living with my head in the clouds. The truth is, is that most days I’m afraid. And the safest place I know is between the lines on a piece of paper or in the notes app on my phone.

There I can express myself freely.

And most days, I do.

#writers and poets #writing #writers on tumblr #spilled ink #spilled words #spilled thoughts #readables #relatable #poets on tumblr #lit #self publishing #self worth #literature #writers on writing #poetsandauthors #poetsandwriters

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fellelouise · 3 months

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One thing that's keeping me from deleting my Tumblr account are the memories posted here during it's peak era.

I want to be able to still open my Tumblr account, read my old stuff. It feels like I am talking to my old self, reassuring myself that everything will work out, even if it feels like it's the end of things.

#personal #thoughts #readables

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