Drops of Jupiter

Drops of Jupiter

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Ilang beses kaya dapat tayo masaktan dapat ba isang milyon? Ilang beses ba tayo dapat magpaka-TANGA sa taong alam naman nating walang kasiguraduhan kung mamahalin nga ba tayo siguro panghabang-buhay ba? Kailan ba tayo kailangan mauntog na "Hoy! Tama na sa pagpapantasya gumising ka sa realidad na kahit kailan walang magmamahal sayo" Ilang beses pa ba natin dapat isa-isip na isa ka lang niyang laruan na anytime na gusto niya ay paglalaruan ka... Ilang beses pa ba ang kailangan para lahat ng binigay mong atensyon para sa kanya na lagi naman niya binabaliwala ay matauhan ka? Ilang beses pa ba dapat marinig ang "Babawi ako" kailan ba yan? Matagal pa ba yan? Kasi kahit pa anong sabihin niya alam mong unti-unti kang nawawalan ng pag-asa na makakabawi pa siya sa lahat. Ilang beses pa ba? Pero kahit na alam mong ilang beses pang sabihin ng utak mo na "Tama na" pilit pa din sinasabi ng puso mo na "Konting tiis pa kaya ko pa 'to"
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ONGOING, SLOW UPDATES. Thank you for reading though! As a young girl you had always believed that monsters as they seemed, were always big creepy things, with sharp teeth and long claws. Piercing eyes and mouths wide enough to swallow you whole. But one thing you didn't realize is that, monsters aren't what you had always imagined them to be. They are real. And sometimes, they're a lot closer to you than you think. 18 year old Hana is forced into moving across the country to a foreign land, full of people she doesn't know, just for her father's business. She fears that she won't ever fit in, but that all changes when she comes across a mysterious boy, whom she can't seem to get enough of. Secrets are revealed, blood is shed and tears are cried but does Hana have what it takes to live this life she's been thrown into? Or will her depression swallow her whole as she fights to keep her head above water. "The mafia it seems is no place for a girl like you" "I'd rather die than be seen with the likes of you" "I can't! "I can't do this anymore. You lie you cheat you do everything in your power to make me not trust you! I've just found out you were using me and for what? To what end? Huh?" You scream into the boys face but he doesn't even flinch. His eyes still dark and stormy pools. "I trusted you. Maybe even loved you! What am I? Just a fucking toy to satisfy your musings?" You can't help but let a tear to slip down your flush cheek, allowing it to leave a warm traitorous trail down your face that cools and dries upon contact with the air around you. "Maybe that was the old me, but you aren't just a play thing now. You're my world"

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