I like hearing myself talk. It is one of my greatest pleasures. I often have long conversations all by myself, and I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I am saying.
Sabi nila, pag may pangarap, may pag-asa. Eh pano kung ikaw ang pangarap ko? May pag-asa ba ako?
There’s a reason why you’re heart is located on your left, because its not always Right!
That terrifying moment when you realize you’re starting to get attached to someone.
I miss myself some fucking butterflies. If things are stale should I just move on?
Butterflies are a drug. Stale is a judgment. This question is the romantic equivalent of wanting to get high because you’re bored.
If you think the relationship is stale because the butterflies are gone, that’s…
I HATE THAT THING I NEVER WON IT
I sometimes pretend to be happy. Talking a lot and laughing out loud so that nobody would know what’s really inside. But at the end of the day, I always find myself alone, encountering the crucial truth that I’m too broken inside. That not even a million laughters can take that away.
Never regret. If it’s good, it’s wonderful, if it’s bad, it’s an experience.
Think before you speak.
Calvin: Sometimes when I'm talking, my words can't keep up with my thoughts. I wonder why we can think faster than we speak?.
Hobbes: Probably so we can think twice.
MMDA sign along Lawton Road, Fort Bonifacio, Taguig.
How Ironic is it that this sign got vandalized. There’s your answer MMDA.
I call it “socioeconomically pretty.” You may be familiar with it from your own experiences in high school, particularly if you went somewhere where popularity often aligned with class distinctions. The gist of it is this: There are a lot of not-very-attractive people in high school who are nevertheless perceived as attractive because of their socioeconomic standing. Wealthy parents, nice clothes, and an expensive car has a way of supplying confidence. People love confidence. It’s that very confidence that others find attractive, even where traditional beauty does not exist. If you believe you’re pretty, then so will others.
You could also call this the Tori Spelling effect.
This is such a powerful message. It shows that verbal abuse can hurt as much as physical abuse. That saying “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me” is, in fact, a lie, in my opinion. Words do hurt. A lot.