Some days I want to scream with the wonders of life, the slice of the blue sky, a small brown bird's chirp goodbye, a slim freckled shoulder beneath a pale sick dress.
But some lone, long nights, I want nothing more than to curl beneath the blanket, close my eyes and die.
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BINABASA MO ANG
Words Unspoken
RandomThere are things better left unsaid - especially those that doesn't matter anymore, something better off not knowing. This is a collection of quotes, stories via blog-like posts, etc... about love, heartache, moving on and many more.
