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When I'm sad, i write. When I'm happy, i write too! well only sometimes!
When I'm mad, I write again.
When I'm [name it], yes, I write everything:)
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I'm not a good writer nga pala, usually what I write in here dere-deretso ko lang tinatype and I dont proofread it. At last na, bitin yung ibang kwento, lalo na pag inatake ako ng katamaran.


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Friday, October 14, 2011

" all those girls who used to be his number one"

This one's posted by Isai Martinez' friend. I'm just re-blogging it :] When I posted on my wall something about pagsisisi, or regret, Isai shared a link soooo eto ung laman nung link na un.


Here’s to all those girls who used to be his number one.

The ones who made it through that bitter break up, dried your own tears, and moved on with your life, only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened. Those of you who cried on the first day you talked again because you knew exactly where this phone call was going. The ones who listened to him say, “I only want to be your friend”, one day, then listened to him say that he loves and misses you, and the next when he doesn’t want to be anything at all. Here’s to the ones that took him back, hoping that maybe this time, he was different, hoping that maybe people really do change.

We listened to our friends tell us that we were stupid for even thinking about giving him another chance, got crap from our parents, and even snuck around to see him even for a while. We went through the great stage with no fights all over again. We started this out thinking it would be just friends, and ended up falling in love with him again. We wanted nothing more in the world than to hear him tell us he loved us too, that even though things were bad in the past, they would be different this time. And when we finally heard it, it was like we were dreaming. This is for us.

Here’s to the ones who believed when he said he would never leave us. Here’s for the tears cried and dried all over again. We trained ourselves to believe the lies because we wanted to believe we had found the one for us.

We learned to settle for someone who didn’t treat us the way we should be treated.

Here’s to the ones he promised his loyalty to. The ones who never believed it when people told us there might be someone else. We just couldn’t believe that he could do this to us again.

This is for those great girls, who loved him more than words can say, and took him back no matter what happened last time because they couldn’t bear to look back on their lives one day and wonder “what if”.

Here’s to the girls who couldn’t cry to their friends because of how stupid they felt. The ones who held it all in when things came crumbling to pieces again. This is for the ones who couldn’t bear to even tell their mom what was going on, for fear of an “I told you so.” The ones that could just tell that they had made a mistake ever allowing him into their hearts, their beds, and their dreams again.

Here’s for the ones that FINALLY realized that he never gave one thought about them. Here’s for the time that he took to waste, breaking your heart … again.

This is for those days spent trying to hold back the tears, and the tears that turned into anger, then disappointment.

Here’s for us girls who finally realized that we deserve better.

This is for those confusing days, when you miss him,and want nothing more than to hear his voice, or feel his arms around your waist.

Stay strong.

One day, you’ll find a guy who’s worth all the tears, but he won’t make you cry. You may think that you’ll never care about someone like you did with that guy that you always ran back to, but you will.

It’s gonna hurt like hell, and it’s going to need time to heal, but the point is…it will heal.


I hope you liked it as much as I did (: