Genuine Stories

"𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 made me soft, mama" I said, locking my eyes with Kalani's. Real talk, I love her more than myself. I don't even know who I'd be if she never walked into my life. "I ain't never been soft for nobody, babygirl," I added, just to hear her laugh. Why not read? You may like it.🤭

Si Kathleen "Kath" Vernitad, sanay nang masaktan. Paulit-ulit na lang. Lalapit sila, magpaparamdam, papapasukin niya sa puso niya... tapos iiwan din siya sa ere. Kaya natuto siya. Naging nonchalant. Masungit. Maldita. Naglagay siya ng pader na kasing taas ng building para wala nang makapanakit sa kanya ulit. Akala niya, okay na siya mag-isa. Hanggang sa dumating si siya yung lalaking katulad niya rin. Broken din. May trauma din. May pader din. At sa hindi malamang dahilan, nagustuhan siya nito. Pero paano kung ikaw na yung taong sanay nang iwan? Paano mo mamahalin yung taong pwede ka ring saktan? * Ang hirap niyang gustuhin kasi takot na si Kath. Takot nang sumugal ulit. Takot nang umasa ulit. Pero minsan, yung taong pinakamahirap mahalin... sila rin pala yung *pinaka-deserve mong ipaglaban. Kahit mahirap. Kahit masakit. Kahit nakakatakot. Naging sila pa rin. Dahil minsan, dalawang basag na puso ang kayang bumuo ng isang buong pagmamahalan genre: romance | drama | healing

T A K O T. One word that defines their section. Pres. Brianna because of a rumours that she's a troublemaker back in her old school and her intimidating face makes her and their section scary. Pero ang hindi niya alam ay babaguhin siya ng taong manggugulo sa buhay niya. Pero paano naman kung isang araw mag pakita ulit ang taong akala mo iniwan ka? Aalamin mo ba ang rason bakit niya nagawa iyon o hahayaan mo na lang na walang kasagutan ang iyong mga tanong?

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These are a collection of random poems and thoughts. I want to feel real, don't you?

Neigh = No?? Idk :33

When the audacity says authencity! Hey you gotta be authentic. You don't need filters to live your life to the fullest.

Prose and poetry about that boy and her unreciprocated feelings. (book cover made/edited from canva.com)

different stories of everyday life and realities we fail to face pieced together... Travails...

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I shook my head nervously as the music slowly got louder. “A couple of tattoos and I'm not good enough for you? Right? You came to that concert on a dare, and you’re here on a bet. You had a rush and tomorrow you’re going to brag about it with your friends. Tell me those weren’t your intentions Dani!", he snapped. The music got louder, and I grabbed my head. I can't stand the loudness. I need him to hold me before it happens again. Tears welled up in my eyes. "You know what? Sorry for wasting your time.", he said as he walked away. "Wait! No! Stop! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!", I shouted before the room went black. My eyes were still open though! What the fuck! I know the power didn’t go out because the music was still going. Brandon turned around and picked me up in his arms and began to carry me out of the building. It was happening again. My knees went weak and I shut my eyes tighter, the music was only getting louder but at this point I knew it was all in my head. I heard a long beep and the last thing I felt, was Brandon's strong arms around me.

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