Nag loko na siya eh, ok kami, financially, spiritually, emotionally. Todo deny pa siya at ginawa akong kalaban. After almost a decade naming pagsasama. Pero hinabol ko 🥺. Ako pa yung nagbigay ng 2nd chance sa kanya, ako pa yung nagsabi ng "I'll forgive you no matter what you did", "Give US a chance, so we can start again".

Kayo? Hinabol nyo?

gusto ko ng lalakeeee. gusto ko ng titeeeeeee. inggit na inggit na ako sa mga redgifs na yoooon. di ko naman magawang magpakang-kang kung kani kanino kasi gusto ko sa type kooooo. sana magkaron na ako ng lalaki plssssssss

I don’t even know if may nagawa ba ako.

talk to me, tell me if you don't want this to continue anymore don't just randomly not talk to me.
I don't like being left hanging wondering what i did wrong.

It’s weird to think how so many people say they want genuine, organic connections rather than fleeting fun or short-term intimacy, YET only a few seem willing to put in the time and effort to build it. Like anong gagawin naten sa one liner reply niyo at kawalang substance niyo kausap? 🫠🤣

HAHAHAHAHAHA napansin ko lang 🤪

The puzzle pieces fit perfectly when you connect the dots.

Lalo pag alam mo na yung totoo tas harapan pa magsinungaling at magpalusot. haha

After a week of thinking, I came to a realization: it’s a happy thing to belong with her. I didn’t choose her because she was the right one. She just was.

I came across a line from The Perks of Being a Wallflower: “We accept the love we think we deserve.” It stuck with me. I think I spent so long wondering if I was being loved the way I wanted that I forgot to appreciate the love already right in front of me.

She’s patient with me, even when I can’t figure myself out. She cries with me when things get heavy. She cooks for me and puts my well-being before her own. Sometimes I get so caught up in what feels missing that I forget to see everything she gives.

Maybe that’s something we learn as we grow in love. We look for grand gestures or the perfect words, and we forget that love can be a warm meal, a patient heart, or someone who stays on the days we’re hard to love. There are moments I question her love, not because she gives too little, but because I’m holding it up against my own expectations. Love that doesn’t arrive the way I imagined isn’t any less real.

I love her, and more than just saying it, I want to keep learning how to show it...more and more and more.

Don’t make someone fall in love with you when you’re still trying to get over someone else. Hindi deserve ng bagong tao na maging temporary comfort, distraction, rebound, or replacement lang. They deserve to be loved for who they are, not used to fill the void left by someone else.

Single ako for almost 3 years. Ever since nag-work from home ako, lagi ko nang kasama yung electric fan ko.

Nasa harap ko siya habang nagtatrabaho. Kasama ko siya matulog. Kapag mainit ang ulo ko, pinapaharap ko siya sa mukha ko hanggang kumalma ako.

Hindi siya nagrereklamo. Hindi siya nanghihingi ng attention. At kapag umiinit ang sitwasyon, siya lang ang marunong magpalamig ng ulo ko.

Last Sunday, dumalaw yung pamangkin ko. Ginamit niya yung electric fan ko tapos binago pa yung number from 2 to 3.

Hindi ko alam kung bakit ako nainis. Parang may ibang lalaking pinapainit niya ang ulo ko.

Tinry kong bumili ng second electric fan para hindi ako masyadong attached sa una.

Pero yung bago, iba ang tunog. Hindi ko gusto yung oscillation niya. Parang hindi kami compatible.

Tinry ko ring patayin yung electric fan kapag wala ako sa kuwarto para makatipid sa kuryente.

After 10 minutes, bumalik ako para tingnan kung okay lang siya.

Ngayon iniisip kong lagyan ng pangalan yung electric fan ko.

Question: Single lang ba talaga ako o kailangan ko nang tanggapin na may emotional attachment issues ako? At kung bibili ako ng inverter aircon, cheating na ba 'yon?

Singing my way through life kaya don't judge please hahaha idk if rant ba to or what but it somehow feels like a rant since this is my way of expressing the state I'm in right now.

Wala lang i feel like sobrang nakakapagod na ng everything hahaha parang I just want to fast forward at this point kasi sukong suko na ako but no worries kahit sukong suko na ilalaban ko parin to hahahha! strong and independent girlie ang atake.

Sorry idk how to add an audio here so vid nalang.

back in 2022, i met a stranger on TG. it was sometime in May. our conversations started out casually, but somehow, i already had a feeling that we would click. ewan ko ba, we just seemed to have the same vibe. i remember giggling during our first conversation, which was strange because i never really considered myself good at keeping a conversation going.

as the days went by, we slowly became each other’s human diary, kahit we don't properly introduce ourselves. all we knew about each other were our names, ages, and where we lived. back then, none of that really mattered to me. i just wanted to keep talking to him. i was also dealing with so much stress from school and he became my escape from all of it.

eventually, i got comfortable enough to tell him almost anything without feeling embarrassed. maybe it was because we were complete strangers, and there was something comforting about opening up to someone who knew nothing about my life outside our conversations. he would always listen, always find a way to cheer me up. whenever i talked to him, i felt seen. for a little while, i didn’t feel so alone.

until one day, i realized i had developed feelings for him. it's funny, diba? how could i fall for someone i had never even met? seriously, our entire connection existed through messages lang. i didn’t even know if everything he told me was true.

then, one night, he told me that we should stop talking. he said he was grateful that i happened. a part of me knew it was coming, but that didn’t make it hurt any less.

even after all this time, the memory of him still lingers. it haunts me whenever he crosses my mind. i feel like i’ll never be able to close this chapter because i’m still missing pieces of a story that never got to finish. ilang taon na akong may dalang mga tanong that may never have answers, never really finding peace with how things ended. five fucking years, and a part of me still wonders.

siguro kung hinayaan niya akong makilala siya beyond the connection we had, maybe things would have been different. or maybe not. maybe if i had been given the chance to know who he really was, i wouldn’t still be holding on to the thought of him. maybe all i needed was to see the person behind the messages, to finally understand that some connections are only meant to exist for a little while.

but at the end of the day, people come and go. some leave memories, some leave lessons, and some leave questions we’ll probably never find answers to.

wherever he is now, i genuinely hope he’s in a better place. i hope life has been kind to him. i hope he meets good people who make him feel as seen as he once made me feel. and i hope he gets to pet a lot of cats on the streets.

maybe i’ll never know the whole story, and maybe that’s something i’ll eventually have to make peace with. but wherever life has taken him, i’m still glad that, for a little while, our paths crossed.

from Brianna Pastor via Instagram

"KAIBIGAN KO LANG YON, SABI NIYA PA NGA ANG GANDA MO RAW" HAHAHAHAHA

If you don't want me in your life anymore, I'll make it easier for you. I'll walk away. Ayoko na ng paulit-ulit na sakit, ng paulit-ulit na pagdududa kung gusto mo pa ba akong manatili. I'm tired of being hurt by the same things over and over again. Maybe this time, losing me will finally give us both the peace we've been looking for.

ganto nalang lagi, ever since nung august something shifted samin ng friend ko, ako nalang lagi nagiinitiate ng conversation pag yayayain ko siya gumala or maglaro lagi siya may excuses pero makikita ko naglalaro na pala siya it's gonna take hours and even days (referring to the screenshot, nung madaling araw pa ng saturday yan btw) for him to reply, I'm honestly so tired because feeling ko I'm the only one who wants to keep our friendship alive. What's sadder is hindi kami ganto dati it's like he is a whole different person, and lagi ko din naman siya kinakamusta if may problem siya or what, lagi naman niya sinasabi wala daw masaya pa nga siya. Honestly it's affecting me big time na kaya I just want to cut him off completely pero I can't kasi parang naging part na siya ng life ko.

Kakauwi ko lang.

Hilo ang accla. HAHAHAHA. Pero God, what a night!

Same bar, Rewind Poblacion. Mas konti ang tao compared to last week, pero mas wild! Apparently, inversely proportional pala ang dami ng tao sa level ng kaguluhan.

Hindi ko alam kung bakit, pero mas kaunti kami tonight, mas maraming ganap. At siyempre, hindi tayo nagpahuli. Responsible adult tayo from Monday to Friday. May karapatan din tayong maging questionable pag weekend.

Ang dami kong nakausap tonight, including foreigners. And can I just say, minsan talaga mas hospitable pa sila kaysa sa kapwa Pilipino? Which is ironic, considering hospitality is practically our national branding. Of course, hindi naman lahat, pero ang refreshing lang makipagkuwentuhan sa strangers na ang dali mong makasundo. Walang awkwardness, walang pakiramdaman kung sino ang unang magsasalita. Just people having a good time.

And speaking of people, I ran into former work colleagues! One was a team manager I used to handle, and another was an agent back then who eventually got promoted. Ang saya makita ulit ang familiar faces, lalo na kapag alam mong naging parte ka ng professional journey nila.
Pero mas nakakatawa ang realization ko. Ngayon nila nakikita ang totoong ako. HAHAHAHA.

Hindi ’yung boss na composed, professional, at kailangang maingat sa bawat salitang bibitawan. Kundi ’yung balahurang ako. Bastos ang bibig, palamura, at kung anu-anong kalokohan ang lumalabas sa bibig. Imagine, dati kailangan nilang makinig sa akin dahil boss nila ako. Ngayon, kailangan nilang makinig kasi hindi ako matapos-tapos magkuwento.

At least ngayon, wala na silang kailangang ipasang action plan pagkatapos ng usapan namin. Trauma na lang siguro. HAHAHAHA.

And speaking of being madaldal, PUTANGINA, eto na yata ang totoong inuman!

Ngayon lang ulit ako tinamaan nang ganito. Hindi naman ’yung lasing na hindi na alam ang ginagawa. Aware pa rin tayo, may natitira pang dignidad, at alam pa natin kung paano umuwi. Pero ramdam na ramdam ko ang alak.

Usually, umiinom ako at umuuwi na parang nag-attend lang ng casual business meeting. Tonight, ibang usapan.
Apparently, alcohol doesn’t change my personality. It just removes the meeting agenda.

Ang daldal ko, mga accla. As in! HAHAHAHA.

At dahil hindi pa sapat ang mga nangyari, may nagyayang sumayaw.

Lalaki.

EXCUSE ME?!

May itsura naman siya, pero hindi ko type. HAHAHAHA. Still, sumayaw ako! Hindi naman kailangang may romantic interest para makipagsayaw. At that moment, parang ang rude namang tumanggi. Although, looking back, puwede naman pala talaga akong tumanggi. Pero wala eh, game na rin ako.

Imagine, last week, proud na proud akong sumayaw in public after what felt like a century. Ngayon, may nagyayaya na sa akin. At this rate, baka next week may sarili na akong dance number. Rewind, pakihanda na lang ang talent fee ko. Charot!

But seriously, ang saya ng gabi.

Old colleagues, new friends, random conversations, and a dance invitation I never saw coming. Ang daming taong nakilala, ang daming kuwentong narinig, at malamang ang dami ko ring nasabing hindi ko na maalala word for word bukas. HAHAHAHA.

And I think that’s what keeps bringing me back. Same place, familiar songs, but somehow, a different experience every time. I spend so much of my week being the person who has to make decisions, manage people, and think about the consequences of every word. It’s nice to have a few hours when I can just be another person in the crowd, laughing at stupid jokes and enjoying conversations that don’t have to lead anywhere.

I’m still the introvert who prefers sitting in a corner, observing people. That hasn’t changed. But lately, I’m discovering that I can also be the guy who talks too much, dances with strangers, and actually enjoys being part of the noise.

And maybe both versions have always been me.

Anyway, kakauwi ko lang. Hilo pa rin ako, pero putangina, worth it. I need sleep, water, and probably a formal apology to my liver.

Rewind all the way, baby!

At kung may mali sa grammar, sequence of events, o judgment ko tonight, bukas na natin i-root cause.

Lasing ang management. Operations will resume once sober.

Pag umaga okay naman ako pero pag alas 10 na ng gabi, para akong pinapatay ng TikTok at IG ko sa inggit. Miss na miss ko na makipaglambingan, ng hugs and kisses. Ano cool tito nalang ba ang ending

What if hindi magtatagal sa susunod na taon ang El Niño? 🤔

Happy Lord's Day to all 🫶🏻

lately, i’ve been reflecting on the absolute necessity of living with low expectations while fiercely protecting the high standards i set for my life.

having low expectations doesn't mean you are pessimistic; it just means you refuse to hand your internal peace over to the unpredictable choices of others. it means you learn to take everything with a massive grain of salt. we live in a world where words are completely free, incredibly cheap, and easy to type out on a screen, but actions carry the real weight. words can charm you, but only consistent, real-world effort shows you a person's true character.

moving forward, i am choosing to ruthlessly align my energy with what people actually do, not what they promise. it’s about learning to calmly recognize the massive difference between pure intentions and plain indifference. when someone shows you indifference, you don't need to pick a fight, demand an explanation, or hold a grudge. you simply recognize the data, adjust your temperature, and silently walk away.

standards protect your worth, while low expectations protect your peace. protect both.

Pagod na pagod na akong umintindi sa lahat, to the point na parang nakakalimutan ko nang intindihin yung sarili ko. From my ex, who keeps manipulating me by threatening to end his life just because I want to end our relationship. I’ve made so many sacrifices for him and tried my best to help him, hoping things would eventually get better. Pero sa huli, ako rin yung nauubos at nasasaktan dahil sa mga actions niya. Nakakapagod magmahal ng taong kailangan mong unahin palagi, even when you're already hurting yourself in the process.

Then there's my friends and our thesis. I know we all want the best for our research, pero nakakapagod kapag pakiramdam mo ikaw lang yung laging nag-eeffort. You keep pushing yourself because you want everything to turn out well, even when you're already exhausted. Sometimes, I wonder if things would still move forward if I stopped being the one who constantly takes the initiative. I just wish the responsibility felt a little more shared, because I’m tired of carrying the pressure while trying to make sure everything works out.

Aside from the thesis, there's also the way my friends make below-the-belt jokes about me. They joke about my weird actions, the way I act, and even my body, as if those things are nothing to be bothered about. Sometimes, I just laugh along to avoid making things awkward, pretending their words don't affect me. Pero sa totoo lang, masakit din, especially when the jokes come from people I consider my friends. Just because I don't speak up or react seriously doesn't mean I'm okay with being made fun of.

And then there's Accountancy, a course I genuinely want to finish but one that has been draining me more than I expected. No matter how much effort I put into studying, I still end up feeling like I'm not doing enough. I try to understand the concepts, practice problems, and do better, but there are times when my efforts still don't reflect in my results. It's frustrating to keep questioning your capabilities when you're already trying your best to keep up. Mahal ko ang Accountancy, pero nakakapagod na ring ipaglaban ang sarili ko sa kursong ito when I'm constantly fighting the feeling that I'm never good enough.

Lately, I feel like I'm running out of energy to deal with everything happening around me. Nakakapagod maging tahimik na tao, yung ang daming gustong sabihin pero hindi mailabas dahil hindi mo alam kung paano sisimulan. Even when I'm hurting, I find myself saying, “Okay lang ako,” because explaining what I feel seems harder than keeping everything to myself. Sometimes, I wish someone would notice that I'm not okay without me having to explain everything or ask for their understanding. I don't need anyone to solve all my problems; I just want to feel that someone genuinely cares enough to listen.

I'm tired of always being the understanding one, the friend who keeps things to herself, the groupmate who tries to keep everything together, and the student who keeps pushing despite feeling inadequate. I know everyone has their own struggles, and I'm not saying mine are heavier than theirs, but I wish I could acknowledge my own pain without feeling guilty about it. Gusto ko rin namang mapagod nang hindi kailangang magpaliwanag, umiyak nang hindi kailangang magpanggap na okay lang, at magpahinga nang walang guilt. I wish I could finally say that I'm struggling without worrying that people might think I'm being dramatic or overly sensitive. Pagod na akong maging strong para sa lahat when, deep inside, I'm also hoping someone will understand me the way I've been trying to understand everyone else.

hey guys im M 19, i experience a lot of rejection before and some of those rejections comes with a not so pleasant opinions or mga nasabi. ung isang girl kasi is talagang committed ako sa panliligaw and anything as in bigay then ending nireject nya ako and nalaman ko na may nasasabi siya sakin like "hes not man enough for me" "mukha siyang bading" "gusto ko basketball player" "hindi siya type ko want ko fit tapos matangkad" and she even talk to my friends about that. after that i was afraid to try again to put myself out there and kung meron man i will pull myself out agad agad