FlowerLetters

Hello, 
          
          I'll come back to writing soon. I'll finish Arel and Mayeon's story, then try to edit Sixteen Forever at the same time. 

What I leaned today's homily: 
          
          When your friend wants to help you, let that friend help you. 
          
          When someone wants to correct you, let that someone correct you. 
          
          Those people God gave to you. Those people lead your soul to the good. 

Kahit ano'ng paliwanag nila, hindi talaga sapat ang 500 pesos pang-noche buena. Who in the world would think of that idea, given the fact that we are currently battling the inflation? 
          
          Sana ma-realize nila 'yon, at tanggapin ang pagkakamali nila. They're just fooling themselves, honestly, by still justifying it. 

"Any of us can fit here today and misfit there tomorrow" (Thomson, 2011). 

It’s kind of hypocritical when someone says they care about your mental health but ends up being the one who ruins it.

But I like the way people hurt me; I like the way I hurt myself. I like to feel sad, lost, dumfounded, and scared. Because in those ways, I can write exactly that is within me. 

Your obsession is too much. 
          
          Yeah, just like your obsession with destroying other people's success.