{ sulat ni handmedownstars |
02:24 AM |June 14, 2009 }
I hate being me because i hate being fat. Oo, kasalanan ko kung bakit ako mataba. Ayoko ng maging mataba. Torture to. Kung ikaw payat, hindi mo maiimagine ang torture na nararanasan ng mataba. Naiingit ako sa mga payat kase kaya nilang maisuot ang mga magagarang damit, kasya sa kanila eh. Pero kapag mataba ka mahihirapan ka pang humanap ng magkakasya sayong damit. At sa bawat araw na ginawa ng Diyos, laging sira ang araw mo dahil may mga nangaasar sayo. Madami na akong naexperience na ganito, at to think sa mga taong hindi ko pakilala.
At madami pang iba...
Hindi niyo lang alam kung gaano kababa ang self-esteem ko. Minsan iniiyak ko na lang kase parang unfair naman, hindi naman porke mataba ako eh deserve ko na matreat ng ganun. Tao din naman ako, may feelings. Ayoko na nga lumabas ng bahay eh, kaso kailangan. Minsan gusto ko ng magsuicide. Hindi niyo alam kung gaano sinira ng pagiging mataba ko ang buhay ko.
Pustahan tayo, may magcocomment dito ng pang-aasar 
Salamat ha?
{ sulat ni handmedownstars |
04:09 AM |May 5, 2009 }
nakakainis na talaga siya sobra. she irritates me, sana kase hindi na lang siya sumali sa group namin. ang papansin niya. hindi ako happy s mga new dutymates ko. ayoko sa kanila. ok lang yung dalawang lalaki, wala pa naman silang ginagawang nakakairita pero yung dalawang girls. FUCK. nakakabwisit. yung isa sobrang conya. WHATEVER. yung isa papansin. ANG INGAY NYONG DALAWA. shit. parehas pa kayong KNOW IT ALL. nakakabwisit!
nakakairita na talaga, kung pwede lang na paalisin sila sa group. mga epal! sa girl no. 2, sa kanya ako sobrang irita. ang galing mo namang mamlastik, akala ko ba ayaw mo silang nakikita eh bakit tuwing duty kinakausap mo yung lalaki. tapos sa lahat ng tao papansin ka pa. ayoko din yang buka ng bibig mo, oo mamabaw kame. hindi kame katulad mo. ANG TALINO mo kase. nakakababaw. epal. kakairita ka na masyado!
I HATE THEM BOTH. LECHE
{ sulat ni handmedownstars |
03:50 AM |April 30, 2009 }
one event in your life can melt you heart and make you cry because of joy 
{ sulat ni handmedownstars |
09:11 AM |April 28, 2009 }
hindi ko na talaga alam kung sino ang true friend at ang hindi. kung ang akin. ang true friend ko na lang siguro ay mabibilang ko sa dalawang kamay O isang kamay na lang. may nalalaman nanaman akong issue. ay nako. etong isang "FRIEND" ko kase isa siyang snitch, pero parang hindi rin, ano ba ang tamang word -- LIAR? nagsabi kase ng sikreto sa iba, ayun, hindi ko matandaan na may sinabi ako sa kanyang ganun. ang alam ko gawa-gawa niya toh. oo, mabait siya. pero bat ganun db? ang shit niya, pati ang girlfriend niyang tahimik, na nasa loob naman ang kulo. OMG. Bagay nga sila. iba na talaga ang mga tao. mahirap ng mahanap ang totoong friend.
so readers, don't trust anyone.
{ sulat ni handmedownstars |
10:32 AM |April 27, 2009 }
shoot! i'm addicted to this song
Broken strings - James Morrison feat. Nelly Furtado
Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now i can't feel anything
When i love you
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When i'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else
Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And i love you a little less than before
Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late
Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And i love you a little less than before
But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late
You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And i love you a little less than before
Oh and i love you a little less than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last change to feel again
a nineteen year old who has a lot on her mind. laughs for concealing. blogs a lot. photography-fan. inlove with pizza, pasta, sushi & with Him. the most pessimistic person you'll ever meet.