It’s that time of the year again. For lovers, it is the time to celebrate love. For single people, it is the time to be hopeful to find someone someday. For businessmen, it is the time to sell sweetness at a reasonable price. But for recent dumpees like me, it is nothing but pure horrible hell. Ugh. Valentine’s Day.
"It's like reading a book, but you get to know how it ends right there in the first page." If you know how it ends, would you still do it?
There was something about him. A certain calmness, a certain warmness, like someone you would be comfortable with from first meeting. I never once spoke to him, but I felt comfortable with him nonetheless. I could not even start to explain it, but there was something about his aura, that keeps me at ease. In a sea of...
Minsan sa buhay, makakahanap ka ng pag-ibig. Hahawakan mo, aalagaan mo, itatago mo hanggang kaya mo. Pag naubos, wala ka nang magagawa kundi magparaya. Buhay nga nagtatapos. Relasyon pa kaya?
May pagseselosan siya, mag-aaway kami. May pagseselosan ako, mag-aaway kami. May ginawa siyang bullshit, mag-aaway kami. May ginawa akong bullshit, mag-aaway kami. Konting di pagkakaintindihan, away. Konting away, break. Paulit-ulit. Paikot-ikot. Nakakapagod din.
"From Afar" is a story written by Jonaxx brought to you by Republika ng TM.
She's not your ordinary lady, And she's no normal girl, But she's everything to me -- My one and only dearest miracle.
Ang pagtingin ni Sun sa pag-ibig ay tulad din ng araw -- lulubog at lilitaw. Ngunit may ilang babae sa kanyang buhay ang nakapagpabago ng kanyang paniniwala. Na di lahat ng kanyang iibigin ay tugma sa pagkakataon. Na di lahat ng kanyang iibigin ay handang manatili. At ang pag-ibig na wasto at mamamalagi ay isang araw...
When falling in love with you is destined to hurt as hell. | Always click the external link for the other side of the story. | A short story collaboration with @Lanceyw
I’m destined to hurt you, you hate me for that but one day you’ll thank me for hurting you. | Always click the external link for the other side of the story. | A short story collaboration with @pilosopotasya
LARO. Handa mo bang itaya ang puso mo para sa isang laro? Handa ka bang masaktan? Kung kaya mo, halika't sumali sa aming palaro. Game?
This is for the those who are alwaysbeing left, for being treated as an option, for those who feel incomplete and broken.
We dated, we held each other's hands. We kissed, we acted sweet. But the irony is, we're nothing. We're just two individuals trying to feel each other's needs. But you can't label what we have, because we don't have anything at all.
A quiet conversation between two (almost) strangers, and the crashing of the waves.
You don't waste love that's given to you. Because you are not only wasting love, you're wasting time, efforts, strength, and a person's worth too. And it might be too late to realize what you wasted, what you lost, what you cannot take back.
Mahirap talaga makahanap ng taong parang SM na magsasabing “I (We) got it all for you!”. Lahat na lang may kulang. Pasensya na, perfectionist eh. At dahil perfectionist ako, asahan mo nang isa akong laitera. Lalo na 'pag nakikita ko 'tong si Morris. Ha, gwapo nga eSTUPIDyante naman! Tch.
Isang voice record ang iniwan sa email ni Mark na naglalaman ng isang mahalagang mensahe.
Once upon a time, nagkaroon ako ng crush, 'yun nga lang, hindi niya alam ang existence ko. But that one summer, nagbago ang lahat. A short story written by Alyloony in collaboration with Cornetto <3 Movie version: This Time
Nakaranas ka na ba ng rush hour sa tren? Ako araw-araw. At araw-araw ko din siyang nakakasabay. Ang lalaking dahilan ng pagbagal ng dapat ay mabilis na mundo ko tuwing rush hour.
"Hahaha." tumawa siya, "akala mo magpapakamatay ako ngayon?" parang biro lang ang lahat sa kanya. Ang totoo, ay natatakot ako sa pwedeng mangyari. "Bukas, bukas ang 18th birthday ko. So don't worry, I won't kill myself today... but let me tell you a secret...."
