Your feelings are valid simply because you feel them.
—something lovely my therapist said 

(Source: noshameinoursickness)

blissless:

*constantly checks refrigerator hoping food magically appears*

Tumila ka na oh. Gustung-gusto ko na umuwi. Miss ko na yung kapatid kong lalaki na walang ibang bukambibig kundi “Brandon” at yung kapatid kong bunso na naaasar kapag naririnig nya yun. Miss ko na tanungin si Mama kung nasaan si Papa tapos kapag nalaman ko na, babalik ako sa pagkakahiga. Miss ko na yung paulit-ulit na pag-uutos ni Mama na hindi ko naman gagawin hangga’t di nya pa ko hinahataw o kinukurot. Miss ko na yung aso namin na sunod ng sunod sakin kahit sinasabihan ko sya ng “No” at “Stay”, yung pagtahol ng isa pa naming aso na kinasanayan ko na. Miss ko na rin yung mga pamangkin ko na nasa kapitbahay na takot sa Minions. Miss ko na si Papa kahit hindi kami nagpapansinan. Miss ko na yakapin si Mama tapos si John tapos si Herleen pagkatapos ko sila sabihan ng “love” at iunat ang kamay ko. Miss ko na yung bahay namin na hindi naman kalakihan at kagandahan pero komportable ako at alam kong ligtas ako. Tumila ka na. Gusto ko na silang makita.

I just don’t feel like I belong here that’s why I want to go home badly. Where I don’t have to care how loudly I laugh, how many hours I watch tv or sleep, how much I eat or what stories I tell. It’s just too formal here like they’re not family at all. It’s too chaotic at the same time that only family could know and see. This just doesn’t feel home at all. It never has and as long as I will be staying here, it never will be.

struggling-forever:

anxiety

struggling-forever:

anxiety

What could I say? Despite you being an asshole, or maybe because of it, I’d like to rip off your clothes and have your babies.
Michelle Hodkin, The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer
I wish you knew.
I want, I want, I want
god I can be so selfish
but all I want is your face
nestled up against my neck
until the sun rises
and your hand in mine
so we never spend
a second apart.
I’m selfish for your love
and I will be
until the day I die
because I want your kisses
to be mine
and no one else’s.
I want your sleepy yawns
and even your shaky
3 am nightmares
because I want to be the one
to make you feel better.
I’m human and I’m selfish
and I’m selfish for you.
—I want you 

(Source: vaind)

I can’t deny that the time we spent together still rewinds in my mind. And I don’t do anything about it. I can’t and I won’t.

aztec-dreams:

don’t you hate it when you go out for a coffee and then come back home at 3am drunk as fuck?

manniequeen sent: Dear Mannie,

duh-ren:

Dear Mannieleen na galit sa sarili niyang pangalan,
Ho’s your life now? Sana masaya ka. Theres a part of me that misses you. Hahahahahaha wtf pero realtalk medyo nakakamiss nga ikaw kausapin tapos ang dami mo laging hahaha sa bawat reply mo sa akin. Yun lang, sana makulit ka pa din and pretty lagi. Hahahah

Medyo lang wtf hahahahahaha minsan lang ako mag-dear ganito tas medyo lang nako, uwi fo na us hahahahaha de, miss you too medyo lang din para patas hahahaha okay

Hindi ako makahanap ng An Imperial Affliction. Well, hindi pa ko naghahanap so, anong ipinaglalaban ko?

nokiabae:

my biggest fear is I’m married & my husband says, “let’s cut sugar out of our diet” so I have to leave with the kids in the middle of the night

Your heart literally hurts when it’s breaking. You can feel it, every beat another ache, and nothing you can do will stop it, either from beating or breaking.
—Alison McGhee, All Rivers Flow To The Sea

(Source: larmoyante)