April 22nd, 2014

coulombs-flaw:

nihilarian-u:

staysandstories:

vintage-aerith:

wallflora:

SOMEONE MADE A LEGIT PHOTOSET OF THIS HELP ME

Here it is

Whose Line Is It Anyway: Irish Drinking Song Game

(Source: jellineck, via pwnator)

Nalulungkot (na naman) ako.

I’ll get straight to the point: I got rejected again. This is the second consecutive year that has happened.

Ang lungkot. Nagsasawa na akong mangolekta ng mga rejection slips.

Baka hindi talaga para sa akin ito. Baka naman nakulangan sa revision. Baka hindi maayos ‘yung pinilii kong paksa. Baka… Hay, ewan.

Hayaan n’yo muna akong maglugmok sa isang gilid habang kumakain ng tsokolate. Masarap rin makaramdam ng lungkot paminsan-minsan. Hindi masaya, pero masarap.

Bubuntong-hininga. Blackout.

April 12th, 2014

ernoji:

tru friends ignore each other’s acne

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April 4th, 2014

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March 28th, 2014

Here we go again with the inner monologues and fights inside my brain.

March 26th, 2014
March 25th, 2014

Whenever my friends from high school see me now in college, aside from telling me to have a haircut, parati nilang comment ay “walang nagbago sa ‘yo!”

Looking back, parang wala ngang masyadong nagbago sa akin simula nu’ng pumasok akong Makiling hanggang sa nakagraduate ako. Apparently, hanggang ngayon rin palang nasa unibersidad na ako.

Really, really minor things lang kaya hindi halata. Nagfaflactuate ‘yung weight ko. And, facial hair. I got a bit taller. ‘Yun lang. But, really, nothing else. Same hair, same body, same style, same clothes, same everything.

Should I be flattered that I look the same as high school or worried that nothing’s changing?

Eh. I’ll just take it as a compliment. But, I might get a haircut.

Kthnxbye.