Wild Flowers

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Overall, she was calm, gentleness personificated. But like the sea, there were depths, some unexplored, and streams that could rage and pull any person under. Her words could crash like waves against the shores, lashing out against her enemies with a tongue that could bite like salt water could gnaw at rocks.

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A sweetheart with a temper

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Ang daya mo naman eh..it was you who first waled into my life. It was you who made me fall in love with you. No one asked you to be part of my world..you chose to barge in. At ano? Pagkatapos nalang ng lahat,pagkatapos kong mahulog na ng tuluyan sayo,pagkatapos kong matutong mahalin ka ng higit pa sa buhay ko sasabihin mong ayaw mo na at gusto mo ng umalis? Bakit ang unfair mo?Iniwan mo nalang akong basta basta sa ere mag-isa. Pero kung sa bagay,mali ko din naman..hinayaan kitang pumasok nalang sa buhay ko. I let you break down the walls I built around me. Pero andaya lang talaga kasi ikaw yung unang pumasok sa buhay ko eh….pero ikaw din pala yung unang biitaw at mang-iiwan….

November 27, 2015 with 0 notes ± Permalink

I dont like being restrained nor the idea of it. I hate that. I like exploring and going places. Its what I do. Its what I do to remind myself that I am human. I hope someday my family understands this. Its not bout me giving up on school its more like trying to stretch myself. I dont want to be confined in just one place. Thats not me. 

November 27, 2015 with 0 notes ± Permalink

You were the reason why I started writing…and now you’re the reason why I wanna stop.

September 5, 2015 with 0 notes ± Permalink

Why do we continue to love the person who keeps on hurting us anyway??

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