Yes, opo, oo, I am Alone. Pero hindi ako yung alone na nag iisa. Ako si Alone. Yep. Opo! Tama po! Paulit-ulit! Ako nga si Alone.
My name is Alone Santos. Yeah! Pero ako yung alone na hindi mag-isa.
I have my friends, and opcors, yung PAMILEE ko. JANINA SAN MIGUEL MODE: THEY ARE, THEIR ARE THE ONCE,ONES basta MY PAMILEE is the most important persons in my layf. CHAR
Pero seryoso guys, even if my name is Alone. Ako yung Alone na masaya, sa work ko, sa kung ano meron ako.
Wala nga lang Jowa pero MASAYA AKO!!
Hindi ako bitter, trust me. MASAYA AKO.
Ramdam mo ba? Hindi no, kasi HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. TANG INA.
May sumpa ata ang pangalan ko HAHAHAHAHA.
MAGANDA NAMAN AKO. HINDI NAMAN AKO SLOW, pero BAKIT WALANG NAG KAKAGUSTO sa akin?
WALA AKONG TOYO. HINDI AKO AMOY PATIS.
Pero bakit wala akong jowa?
Siguro, gawa ng pagiging COLD ko?
EH ANO MAGAGAWA KO!!
COLD ANG MATA KO! COLD ANG PERSONALITY KO.
Some of my friends are telling me na, intimidating daw ako. Pucha, sang parte?
BAT KASI KAYONG MGA PINOY ANG HILIG MANG JUDGE!! OPO, hindi po ako PINOY, CHAR pinoy ako, favorite ko nga ang sinigang, deva Liza?
For every question WHY
You were my BECAUSE
Anxiety. Depression. Panic Attacks. A small touch of Haphephobia.
After years of abuse and sadness, Charlotte finally puts her past behind her and starts over. She finds a new job, a new group of friends, and Axel; life can't get any better. She can finally breathe.
She starts to experience happiness and love, but her past keeps coming back to haunt her, showing up at the worst moments and taking her happiness away.
She's thrown back into it face first; the drugs, the gangs, the ex that she promised wouldn't lay a hand on her again...
Her new life mixes with her old and her secrets are revealed, promises are broken, and everything becomes too much.
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"I can't just shut it off." I speak softly, wanting Axel to understand that this is who I am. This is the real Charlotte.
"I know. You just...you don't have to be alone anymore, Char." My eyes focus on our entwined fingers as my heart beats wildly in my chest, his words repeating in my head. I stare, feeling the weight of his words sink in slowly. Being alone is all I've ever known. "Let me prove it to you." His words sound like a promise, and I gulp, my eyes finally finding his. I find myself wanting to believe him. Wanting to trust him. So I do.
"Okay."
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