@jheydiiehlyne
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Just here to say that you're awesome ;)
Btw, relatable reading list name LOL ;-;
Yesterday, my sister turned seven, she's my half sister. We have the same mother, but i don't really care and i don't give a damn about it. My mother, my step dad and my lil sis lives in Manila, because of the pandemic i never get the chance to go there with my grandparents, and that's fine, i understand. We greeted and sang her a happy birthday yesterday through video call. Compared to what i had on my seventh birthday back then, mine's a lil extravagant and many people attended. While hers, my mother had to snuck the people inside her house to have her lil birthday party. They don't tell it on words, but with their eyes, i get it. It's telling me how lucky I am that i experienced it, and it sucks. I'm not fucking lucky. I didn't get the chance to grow up with my mother and a biological father, a complete family, and lived happily. I grew up with a strict-or-not grandparents, tho i really love them, but it feels so unfair even tho i hate comparing my self to others. My inner child is whining and screaming inside me after seeing a Barbie doll house that my lil sister had a chance to have and play with. I mean, i had one before. But they won't let me play it and just put it on display. I guess, being born the same day as Nazareno gave you a lucky charm to have what i don't. Lucky her, lucky you. Damn it.
Hey, I just stalked your acc since you replied to my comment in one of the books which both of us read xD. I just want to say it's ok to be childish and rant abt things if it will make you feel better. You can also cry because it will only hurt you if you bottling up all your emotions in your heart. I hope this (suck) comfort message to you will make you feel a lil bit better hehe. Even if I'm only a stranger, I know that's a tough situation but you can get through that because you're a strong person : ). */ virtually send hugs
Naivety and innocence are the same. These are the starting point of life, the starting lane of our own journeys. And while walking on our paths we can't avoid experiencing battles. And all i can say is that love is one of the hardest battle that we should conquer. Thats why when a wise man, or an elder speaks to us and gives us advices, we should take it seriously. They are speaking base from their own journeys experiences. They just don't want us, young ones, to experience and make the same mistake that they did before.
But, of course, making mistakes is fine. It's alright, it is one of the factors that makes us human. But, once again, we should learn from our mistakes and learn from it. Hearts are breakable, nothing and no one can protect our heart from breaking, unless we are already aware of what will comes next. The point of maturity is where you'll see that other's advices is keeping you from hurting, it's keeping you safe. It's where you see that they're not just fingers poking you but hands that supports you and your heart.
From the poem "When i Was One-and-Twenty" by Alfred Edward Housman.
Walking back and forth inside her room, biting her new polished nails. The taste of the acrylic didn't bother her, only her phone that keeps on ringing on her bed.
"S-stop.. please s-stop.."
She broke down and fell on her knees, shoulders shaking too much. Not just because of her cries, but also because of her fears and the chills that runs on her spines.
The room is dead silent without the her phone that keeps on ringing and vibrating. It won't stop. It never will.. unless she answer the call.
She stood up with her shaky knees, almost crawling to get the phone.
"That took too long, sweetheart." The voice sent chills down on her spines once again.
"Oh? Why so silent? Scared now?" The voice said in a sweet tone, almost laughing.
"S-stop.. please s-stop.."
Three shaky words sent the voice on the other line burst laughing. It made her more scared for her dear life. The laugh vanished, and the cold and dead air remains. The dead silence only means something to fear.
"Can you hear what you just said, sweetheart?" The voice suddenly asked. She didn't answered, frozen in fear.
@jheydiiehlyne holy shit i did this?? i thought i was reading someone else's work but saw my own username like— what the hell?? i did this??✋
"How does it feel to spat the same words i said before, hm?"
Tears made their way out the frozen girl on the floor after hearing it. "I didn't mean it.. it was an a-accident!" She cried.
The voice laughed once again. "Look outside your window." Scared, yet she obeyed.
She froze for the nth time after seeing what's outside on her backyard.
Six lifeless bodies lies on her backyard. She recognized their clothes, fine, she won't recognize their murdered face anyway.
What caught her eyes is the person standing in the middle, looking up at her, aligned to the glass window she was standing next to. The person holding a phone while looking intently at her.
"See that? I didn't mean that. It was an accident."
"S-stop.." she helplessly cried and beg. The person only chuckled in amusement.
"Aww.. you look cute while you're begging, sweetheart.." the person slowly take off the hoodie, revealing the face of the person "they" thought was dead.
"Sadly, I'm not into cute things now. I'm into the faces of the 7 murderers who killed me, well, almost. Can you see that? You're the only one left. Let me have the honor to send you with them in hell."
She smirked at the crying figure behind the glass window. She pulls out her gun and pointed it on the crying lady's direction before speaking the last question she'll ever hear.
"That would be fun, right, sister?"
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Bad karma is a real b #¢h. You won't see it coming and hitting on you. One day, you'll just realize that karma can also be in a human form. And you have already payed and still paying the awful things you've done.
Hello, sorry for disturbing you but I hope you will read my story! Thank you so much<3.
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@allykim_ Hello! Thank you for this! I'll make sure to give it a shot if i have free time later. Feel free to post on my wall
It's been awhile! Namiss kita haha!
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Town. Drown. 17. Mender. Regrets. Closure. Coffee shop. 41. Ribbon. Pretty eyes. Rebels. Cage. Keys. Ritual. Echo. Abandoned. 71. The Little Girl. 83. Therapy. 88-90. To Float. Garden. 119. 131. In Love. Home. Beauty. Alive. Breathe. Live.
-From "The eternal pursuit of the REASONS why" by Miss April Avery. A book composed of her 110 collection of prose and poetry.
These pages.. left me breathless. The texts may be too short, but it gave me a hundred thoughts. Realizations. Regrets. Appreciation. Resentment. And many more.
Gosh. Ang bata ko pa pero ang dami kong naramdaman dahil sa librong to, Miss April.
But I'm so amazed. I came up with the realization that the cruelty of the world, the foul excuses of time and types of humans just made a very brave person. Alive and Breathing. Sana lahat ng nakakaranas ng hirap at lungkot ngayon, malampasan na nila.
Let's fall in love. Not just with a person. But with being alive.