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___________❦ 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲: 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝟮𝟯, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮 𝗘𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝗮𝘁𝗲: 𝗔𝘂𝗴 𝟭𝟲, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗣𝗹𝗼𝘁: 𝗛𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀. 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗰𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱, 𝗞𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘆𝗮𝗺𝗮. 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗛𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗮'𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿. 𝗕𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹. 𝗞𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘆𝗮𝗺𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗛𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗮 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵? 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀: 𝗦𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗕𝗼𝘆𝘅𝗕𝗼𝘆 𝗠𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗴 𝗢𝗺𝗲𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲Complete
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Dear Ex
is it always worth it? To give it a try? To hang on? Or to just let go and give up? "Gusto kong umapela pero bumitaw ka na."Complete
She's a lost soul, searching for Froot Loops in a world of Cheerios. Emotions. Inflicted by words, Creating signals to connect those emotions. A pang in your heart, the dull ache of love, a tedious, meaningless thing to some. The entire thing to others. Confusing, at the least. All consuming, at the most. We bundle it inside, Hide it in boxes, In the deepest crevices of our persona, Then suddenly, it burst free, tumbling into the atmosphere, filling every hour, every moment. Words convey it. Words share it. Through words, our emotions are liberated. Disclaimer: I wrote this throughout the course of a year. It had its ups and it's down in emotion. It ends on a happy note, I think. It has some overdramatic things in which my past self annoys me sometimes. But it also has some good pieces of thought. The world sucks. I can't promise that it's not going to suck, Because it probably always will. But there will be times Where the good in the world Makes it suck a little less.
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