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Showing posts with label reblogged.. Show all posts

Thursday, August 15, 2019

Iloveyouwithoutspaces

 "I love you," she said. "Not because you made me feel things. Not because you set my heart on fire. Not because you put me first on the list or because you saved me your front seats. I love you because even if I am at my darkest days, you don't tell me to wait for the sun to perk up instead you tell me that we all go through that phase. You don't tell me I'll be over it soon but instead you tell me what there is why it happened. You don't tell me to escape from my struggles but you motivate me to face them because I am braver than my looks. You don't only give me special treatments instead, you made me feel what being a real human should feel. You put validations over the things inside of me that I can't accept and that being imperfect is perfection. Being delicate is normal. Being grey is neutral but still good for blending. You made me your favorite part of the day and that I learned to love myself by loving you. You made me my own person."

- Mica Meñez, iloveyouwithoutspaces
Repost from A Cup of Words and Coffee

Friday, August 9, 2019

A cup of words and coffee - repost

 I came into this verge where I stopped believing i was beautiful. Where I could no longer stare too long on my reflections, where I began evading mirrors. I guess, my body started to lose all its remaining radiance. Today, I know I am more than just ugly. I am more than just a mess to me. I am now a stranger to my own self. I realize I don't wear the same smile I used to wear few years back then. All I have are quick glances and required laughter that simmer too fastly. All I have are scars I hide behind my sleeves, and marks I darted on my own flesh. All I have are broke down memories of unfamiliar happiness, where my mind becomes a five-story building of people climbing up on stairs only to jump on its fifth floor and have me witness it so I could carry the guilt. My heart becomes a massive ocean of loneliness where my childhood memories plunge to revisit its shipwrecks only to turn my present self into one of them. My passion, they all begin to fade like polaroid pictures exposed on a crowd of sharp stares. Suddenly, I forgot how good I was on writing. Suddenly, I forgot to blend my whites on darks to lighten some of my weighty thoughts. Suddenly, I became a trash bin of unfinished drafts and sucked up poems. I no longer have the drive to connect on everything I used to be so passionate before. I was fed up, drained.

Today, as I wipe my mirror from the haze of my shower. I stared less than a minute and watch the person standing in front of me. I am no longer pretty. I am no longer holding the stars on my eyes.  I am no longer the person I wished I was, the person I wished to become. I realize I am just another stranger firing questions and blames to the reflection that holds up the same name as mine. I realize I was tired. I was tired that no matter how long I try to rest, I will still wake up tired.

I don't understand how things go. I don't know how I got here.

All I know is, I am no longer beautiful the way I used to be. All I know is, I am no longer happy.

- Mica Meñez, ugly and sadness
Repost from Facebook

Saturday, May 31, 2014

FROM The Old Blog

Feeling how different my life is now compared to some few years back, i feel sorry for myself whenever I backtrack and read my old blog. I dont even remember that I ever had some posts like these:


Something is Missing

Cursor keeps on blinking while I am deeply thinking of what to write down. But though I think deep, thoughts just seem to float blankly in my mind.
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It has been the longest time that I remember myself out of my usual state of peace.
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For the past 4 years, I know, within myself, there is something missing.
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Thursday, November 10, 2011

STRONG "NO" TO ABORTION!


Say NO to " ABORTION ".....!!!
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ALL LIFE IS SACRED
>> A FETUS CAN FEEL
Even though it may not be fully formed, a fetus in the second trimester is still able to feel pain.

>> ABORTION IS MURDER
That's right - you heard correctly! ABORTION IS MURDER! And I'll bet if you asked an unborn fetus whether he fancies the idea of being murdered, it would tell you to at least wait until it was old enough to fight back.

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Lessons a Manny Pacquiao can learn from a non-politician Kuya Daniel Razon



When and if Manny Pacquiao remains as an ordinary citizen and follows the vision he set for himself to achieve – that is, to help many poor Filipinos out of their miseries, he may have something to be proud of. And this feat may at least be compared to the way life has been going for Kuya Daniel Razon – best known for his massive public service endeavors, minus a public government office role (even though he won a seat).

Manny Pacquiao’s victory makes every Filipino proud. He has established a good sportsman’s stature all over the globe. He has shown his generosity and kindness by sharing some of his take home money to his fellow Filipinos.


However, recent reports have it that he is now inching to earning a place in government, after declaring bid to run as congressman in his hometown. His plans have divided people, with majority clamoring for him to stay the same man he’s been known by people – a boxer and an ordinary citizen.

One internationally-renowned writer, who commented on Manny Pacquiao’s bid to run in the 2010 Elections, calls on the international boxing sensation that being a politician is is not the way to ending our society’s misery and poverty and to helping many people. That writer is F. Sionil Jose, whose Philippine Star article may be read here.

Like some people with the means and resources to help, Manny thought the key to realizing his dream of rendering true public service is by earning a seat in government. And this brings to mind what Kuya Daniel Razon once said. He stressed that a government position is not a prerequisite to do public service. His advocacy, Isang Araw Lang (Just One Day), proves that there are a million ways to provide assistance for our indigent countrymen
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Kuya Daniel Razon, best-known for his numerous public service efforts

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Heartbreak Excerpt

It's funny, isn't it, how you're always on my mind now. You never asked to be remembered when we parted. But it's you, it's still you, will always be you, and I'm the sad freak who still doesn't get it: it's over, you're gone, finito.

Times like these I ask myself if I really understand anything or am I just being stubborn or afraid to be alone.


~heartbreak

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

The Warrior is a Child - Gary V.



Lately I've been winning battles left and right
But even winners can get wounded in the fight
People say that I'm amazing
I'm strong beyond my years
But they don't see inside of me
I'm hiding all the tears
Chorus:
They don't know that I come running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and cry for just a while
(Look up for His smile)
'Coz deep inside this armor
The warrior is a child
(Aahhh)
Unafraid because His arrow is the best
But even soldiers need a quiet place to rest
People say that I'm amazing
I never face retreat, oh no
But they don't see the enemies
That lay me at His feet
Chorus:
They don't know that I come running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and cry for just a while
(Look up for His smile)
'Coz deep inside this armor
The warrior is a child
(Aahhh)
They don't know that I come running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and cry for just a while
(Look up for His smile)
'Coz deep inside this armor
The warrior is a child
(Aahhh)
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/gary_v

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/gary_valenciano/#share

Monday, June 20, 2011

if i could turn back time, would i do it again?


*my facebook wall post on 18/06/2011 *


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Someone asked me, the other day, that if I could change five things about my life, what would I change? My answer: nothing. this is who I am, who I'm meant to be. I love being me; even when I'm feeling crappy and I hate myself I wouldn't change a thing.---punkyfairydude


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Friday, September 10, 2010
(reblogged from my other blogsite)


this question has been running in my mind for years now. sometimes, i wud say no. sometimes yes. i have reasons. let's say for the "no, i wont do it again", it's because the life that i am living now is hard and complicated than the life i used to know and used to have. before, i do not think too much. i do not worry too much. life was a breeze then. it was more comfortable than now. no, i wont do it again so i wont have to be troubled by things that surround me.

..but then, sometimes, i'd say "yes, i wud do it again". not because i am too stubborn that i want to hurt the people around me but because thru my mistakes, i learned to stand up by myself, i learned to appreciate things, i realized that life is never an easy thing. i need to sow so i can reap. i need to invest so i can earn. if i wudnt have gone thru what i did, for sure, i wud remain stagnant.

of course, my life now is complicated and i cant have everything i want unless i work hard for it. but then again, i deserve everything that i am having now. be it sweet or be it painful.

i just want to thank God for keeping up with me all thru these years.

so, wud i do it again? yes, i would. because it made me cherish even the simplest things in life. yes, i would. im sorry but yes. no offense but i would do it again.




"There are moments when i wish i could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but i have a feeling that if i did, the joy would be gone as well. So i take the memories as they come, accepting them all, letting them guide me whenever i can."Nicholas Sparks

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Don't Lose Your Pen. You'll Die!

grabbed from http://www.maryjaneseye.blogspot.com/ Posted by mjzl

I hate to see your heart broken in the end. I know you'll be stubborn until you get there and feel all the pain.I see so much things that aren't right at all but your feelings just keep you handicapped to do something about them. I want to control you, tell you where to go, but love is not about taking charge of someone's life at all.I have never loved someone so much as to set them free. I want to tell you that you are going the wrong way but that would just defeat the purpose of letting someone grow and find himself. Always have, always will. Never have I fallen so hard in-love and chose to love responsibly.