#note to self

"This is for the girls who have the tendency to stay up all night listening to music that reminds them of their current situation.
Who hide their fears, hurt, pains and tears under their smiles and laughs all day on a daily basis.
The girls who WEAR THEIR HEARTS ON THEIR SLEEVE.
The girls who pray things will workout just once and they'll be satisfied.
The girls who scream and cry into their pillows because the rest of the world fails to listen.
The girls who have it hard but don't let anyone know that.
The girls who may never have it easy.
The girls who have so many secrets but will never tell a soul.
The girls who have regrets and mistakes as a daily moral.
The girls who don't always win, who may never win.
The girls who stay up all night thinking about that one boy wondering if he will ever notice her.
The girls who get what they get and don't throw a fit. The girls who TAKE LIFE AS IT COMES, hoping it will get easier somewhere down the road. The girls who LOVE WITH ALL THEIR HEARTS but always get broken.

This is for the REAL GIRLS.
This is for us...

S T R A N G E R S

STRANGERS.

THEY ARE OF DIFFERENT KINDS.

SOME OF THEM ARE THE LIVES YOU CHANGE,

WHILE SOME CHANGES YOU.

AND THERE ARE ALSO THOSE WHO WILL REMAIN

TO BE A STRANGER IN YOU.

For What It's Worth... Thank You♥

I am not the best writer…... for me, it doesn’t really matter because I like what I do—- I love what I do. This is what I do best. And God merits me for being proud and loud with this talent. Sometimes, with my words, I can touch hearts. Some people would really appreciate my work, saying “that’s really how I felt”, “you made me cry”... and with all these, I am even more inspired. Knowing that somehow, even in the simplest forms, you are able to touch a soul- is such a heartfelt privilege that I am truly grateful for. Yes, I may not be the best, but I am happy and content. In God’s eyes, I am doing just fine. And in everything I do, I do it for the greater Glory of our Lord……... and that is what truly matters! In this world, we all want to be appreciated for who we are. When people appreciate all the little things I am able to pull out of all my imperfections, I am moved. So, for all the people who loves me, cares for me, appreciates me……... GOD LOVES YOU, as much as I LOVE YOU! Kudos! 

EVERYBODY NEEDS SOMEBODY

photo credits: DeviantArt

There are these struggles in a person’s life that nobody else knows about. And it’s the fact of not knowing what it is that makes people feel alone sometimes. It’s the feeling of being empty and alone in a journey without any strike of light even at far.

There are times when you’re hurt too much that you don’t know what else to say… you don’t know what’s there to feel. It’s like you’re too numb to ever feel the pain. Either it’s by choice not to feel, or it’s just too much that even your body can’t endure.

When it rains, it pours…but sometimes, when it rains, it’s cold. Some people love to watch the rain from their windows. It’s got this sense of tranquility. It’s like the sky is crying for you because your eyes are empty with tears. Just like a heart that’s void of emotions. The cold from within reflects the cold from the outside.

The songs you hear and listen to, are mere echoes of the real melody and words that some hearts long to say. When you hear them from others’ lips through their songs, you feel fine, because you know that somehow, you share the same feelings with somebody else.

When you watch movies, you cry. It’s like you know what they’re going through, and you know how it feels the way they feel. They are mirrors of the real world and they reflect the sentiments that are vastly true and vague.

Everybody needs somebody…
Somebody to lean on to and sit beside you when all you ever wanted is to cry… Someone who can stay with you and listen to your muffled sighs… That person whose warmth can ease your numb soul and cold heart…The one whose gonna sing what your heart longs to hear, and show to you what a beautiful world there is to see.

Life is subtle and imperfect. Sometimes empty, sometimes gray. It’s amazing how one can see the meaning of life through the eyes of someone else…someone you care for and cares back. How can an ordinary person make you feel fine deep within. How an eventful moment can change the colors that you see. How a void empty space can be filled by someone just by sticking around.

Happiness is alive when shared with somebody else. Sadness only happens when you’re by yourself. Everybody needs somebody to share their happiness with… and be able to share with you their own happiness. Someone…who can share a piece of their own world with you…and that’s when you realize that you’re no longer alone.

Everybody needs somebody…to feel...to live…to be free…and be happy.