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Hii if you have free time you might want to check this story. We'd really appreciate it.
          
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Mga Luha at Tinta
          
          May mga bagay tayong hindi masabi ng ating mga labi pero nararamdaman ng puso. Mga taong mahalaga sa ating buhay, mga masasayang alaala, mga malulungkot na sandali, mga hindi malilimutan karanasan na minsan naipapahayag lang natin sa pamamagitan ng mga luha at tinta. Kung pakiramdam mo naranasan mo na ang lahat ng ito para sa iyo ang laman ng bawa't salita sa mga susunod na mga pahina.
          
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When you love someone more than they deserve
          
          
          
          
          
          
          Surely they will hurt you more than you deserve
          
          
          
          
           #BORED

Don't beg someone to stay
          
          
          
          
          Kung gusto nila umalis
          
          
          
          Edi ihatid mo
          
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Sometimes she smiles like the way others smile. She laugh the way others laugh. She run like others do. She sings like others do. She reads like others do.
          
          But always she cries. Especially at night when no one can see. Behind that smiles and laughs she was giving, there was a girl who is so hopeless. Dying to hope and dream when she will be free. When she will be happy and free of all regrets.
          
          She is always being compare to others, tooking pity of herself and downing her own. She keeps her secrets within her. She's hesitating to tell it to others for the fear of they will judge her. Fear of losing those people who are her inspiration and those people who makes her happy. When she was with those people , she forgot all the hurts. She forgot all what had happened. With those people it was like an  escape from reality.
          
          Still she smiles the way others smiles. She laugh the way others laugh. She run like others do  She sing like others do. She run like others do. She reads like others do. But always she cries.
          
          
          And that SHE is ME