what a hell day. a three-hour algebra session kills me, especially because of the prof. I know she’s bright and know many things in that field of math.. but Ma’am, give us a break. Enough of quizzes please, you are already killing me. I kinda can’t take it anymore. yeah, algebra is essential but how can it be when you already had killed me??!!!

Give me a break.. Oh mea, algebra you kill me.. you pissed me off!!!

next time try to be kind to me.. stop making me look for your stupid “X” and please answer the your own question on “Y”.

It is tonight that I am hurt again. I wish him happiness though i am hurt. Maybe this thing, this simple good bye can make me rest for a little while. My heart right now bleeds. I cry, but none even cares. I do not have my friends around me now, they are lost. Deep in me, I still want him. But I don’t even know if he loves me still too or he just wants to give up on me.

I am a little bossy, I am a little bad.. quite vulgar but not a bitch. I know I have given all the efforts I can give so for him to know I care.. for him to know that I love him. but love maybe does not stand out. Love maybe lacks of many things. Sometimes, Love can’t be the reason to keep people going. Love can’t make people stay where they are. Sometimes love just ain’t enough to keep moving. It is just nothing.

There are factors that lead to its destruction. Childishness, jealousy, lust and lost of trust. i do trust him, he does trust me.. I get jealous, but that’s normal. Childishness made it all fly away. I am childish, he is not. He does not understand why I do things. He does not even take the risk looking at the deeper me on why I do those. I am queer on love.

When it comes to love, I give my all so when I fall down.. I die.

This time, not like the first time, I convinced myself to get cut off. I want to end it here. Maybe none will cry. None will care, for sure. Burn my coffin!!! that’s my last wish.

But..

Even if I say weird things just now. i wish everything will be alright. everything will go back to were it was before. I want it good. I want it nice. But if destiny won’t let it..

all I can do is “wish him happiness”, I still love him

he was circumcised to day. congrats to him.. **clap, clap**

why i wrote that title now that he was circumcised? simply because being circumcised is a sign that a boy is going to the next stage of life — being a man. haha. 

but i just remembered that time when he was around seven, i am eleven. my yaya was telling me i was “dalaga” na, so i should act more mature. well my brother wanna grow up too soon that time that he even told us “Kapag malaki na ko, dalago na ko”

he was supposed to say , “binata n ko” 

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