Everytime I try to be okay, I'll realize something depressing. The worse part is, I have to live with that and it's true.

Pilit na niraraos ang bawat buntong hininga,
Sakit na tinatago sa bawat pagdilat ng mga mata,
Ibinubuhos ang kalungkutan sa pamamagitan ng pluma,
Pinapaalala sa sarili na ika'y wala na nga.

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea

Update. Eyo

Maybe this is what I get for being a jerk.

It's not okay, but I think I will be.

I'm a douchebag haha

schmoopie got my back

I miss this. HAHAHA

We're not the same people, that we used to know.