"When It Comes To Love, We Raise Our Fists In Outrage When Our Friends Are Scorned Or Sobbing. Were Ready

" When it comes to love, we raise our fists in outrage when our friends are scorned or sobbing. We’re ready to go to battle for everyone who we adore because the scars we carry from fighting in our friend’s honor are easier to wear than the ones we acquire from fighting for ourselves. They’re badges of pride that scream to the world, “I love my friends,” while silently screaming out for yourself to be heard. " -Thought Catalog

Mami-miss kita, sabay biglang babalik yung pride, sama ng loob, at galit. Nalilito na akooooooo!!! Oo alam kong dapat mas pinahalagahan kita kaysa sa pride, pero nasaktan ako ng sobra sa nangyari. 

Nabu-buwiset ako sa'yo! OO, IKAW!!! Sa mga kritikal na oras ka pa sumusulpot sa isipan ko. Pinapamukha mo yung oras na sinasayang, katangahan, at sandaling pinalalampas ko. Hindi ako makahinga.

Ang sakit. ARAY.

"I cannot pretend

Yeah, I've found myself against all the odds again"

How are you Mr. Angelo Franz? I miss you. ☺

LOL. GO AWAY YOU CREEP

WHYYYY

That heartbreaking final exam in OrgChem lab. Ill-fated ata relationship ko sa subject na 'yon eh. Sabi 9:00 AM DAW kami mage-exam kasi hindi siya pwede ng hapon, sabay dadating at 4:00 PM. WHAT THE HELL,PROF?!?! Nag-review naman ako buong gabi eh, I even pulled-off an all-nighter and studied. Tapos during the exam, may notes pa, pero huhuhuhu whyyyyy AAAAGGGH PUSO KO PLEASE :(

In relation to the annoyance and depression OrgChem has given me yesterday was the weather. Wait wat? UH, YEAH T'WAS SORTA RELATED TO THAT. Not to sound maarte or what, pero nakaka-irita lang kasi nilagkit na kami(or AKO lang lol idk) sa kaka-hintay kay Densyo. -_- 

TAMBAY PA DIN WITH FRIENDS. Haaaay, I will miss their (annoying) presence over the vacation. :( LAVYUUUU lol ewan.

Thinking about so many things that are actually unnecessary.

Going to edit the template, playlist, and blog description.

Feels insecure. 

Grades </3

Rampaging Thought Catalog at theungodliest hour.

My brain is a messy salad of thoughts.

*notices and hates the littlest mundane thing one could ever think of*

Self, grow up.