Freedom is the sure possession of those alone who have the courage to defend it.
Some people wait for the special someone that changes the world, others make things so that they are the ones that change the world.
May the seeds of today be the fruits of tomorrow.
Time heals all wounds. The pain lessens, but it is never gone.
It has been said that time heals all wounds, but the fact is it still remain. In time, the mind, and protecting its sanity.
I am me and no amount of plastic surgery will ever change that.
Maintaining a relationship takes some skill. No matter how lame or intense it is, you still have to practice.
I remained silent for a while and then i had to draw a smile to let him know that i am doing just fine.
Take an interest in the future, you will spend the rest of your life there.
Tell someone how much they really mean to you. Let someone know what they’re missing.
Make the world a better place, one person at a time. Start with yourself.
I’m sure my pillow could be a hairstylist, because I always wake up with a new hairstyle every morning.
Too often, it seems we hurt the ones closest to our hearts and we let the most foolish things tear us apart.
I spent my whole life looking for that right person and now that I found you and I’m never gonna let you go.
You have the power to stretch reality to fit your dreams.
If there was nothing to regret, there was nothing to desire.
My best childhood memory was falling asleep on the couch and waking up in bed thinking… “Wow, I can teleport.”
Sometimes, I wish I could go back in time and change all my mistakes, all my screw-ups, and all my imperfect moments.
yesterday is done,
it is past.
What happens tomorrow
still be in reach.
I hate all the stupid
love poems you
find on quote sites.
I hate the way that
and descibe exactly how I feel.
pg cnbi ko b sau n aalis nko ppgilan m b ko? if il lie n tell u la n ko pki sau, mssktan k b? d cguro! khit nga d ako mgparamdam wla lng sau , un p kaya?
mnsan ngmahal ka…mnsan nsaktan ka…pro khit mnsan inicip mo b na…mnsan k n ring minahal…at nkasakit ng iba? …
Sabi nila, mahirap daw magmahal.. Maraming sakripisyo ang pinagdadaanan.. Sabi ko, anong mahirap dun? Eh kung sa’yo lang, kulang pa ang lahat ng yun..
Minsan naisip ko..Kakapagod magmahal. Minsan bawal,minsan meron na pala sya.. Minsan ayaw sa yo. Masakit pa nun,kung mapunta ka sa manloloko! Buti na lang,ikaw minahal ko. Kahit para sa yo,friend lang ako…
i mis d way u tok 2 me or d way u say “oi musta na?”.. d way u say “ingat ka ha!?” but d ting i mis most is wen u say..”uy! miz n kita!”..
minsan mei mga bagay n nkklimutan at pilit kinklimutan..nbblewala at pilit bnbalewala.. sana lng ndi “ako”.. dhil kahit kelan indi un mgi2ng “ikaw”..
nttkot akong mhalin k dhil kaibigan kta.. kailangan kng mamili sa dlwa.. ssya b ko kng ppiliin ko n kaibigan lng kita o mgccc hbang buhay n d ko nsbing.. mahal kita..
minahal ko yung star…pro dumating yung cloud…kya nawalan cya ng twinkle…inahal ko yung moon…pro dumating yung sun…kya nawalan cya ng light..natakot 2loy akong mahalin ka kc……baka pag dumating cya……mawala ka….
Masakit pag iniwan ka ng taong mahal mo…Mas masakit pag nakita mo sya na may mahal na syang iba..Pero ang sakit sakit pag nakita mo syang maligaya…maligaya sya kse wala ka na…
Masakit maging kaibigan ng taong mahal mo..Hindi mo alam kung saan ka lulugar …
Di ka dapat umasa ..O di kaya mainis sa kanya…Bakit??? Anong karapatan mo???
E kaibigan ka lang di ba!!….
Gusto ko ipagtapat nararamdaman ko.. Sabi mo, “sige ok lang yun!” natakot ako baka mailang sya.. Sabi mo, “hindi yun! Malay mo, mahal ka rin nya!” o cge na nga, sabihin ko na… “mahal kita..” sabi mo, “hoy wag ka ganiyan! Friends tayo di ba?”
mahal kta… pro cnabi ko sau di pko handakya pilit ktang nilimot… pro bkt hanggang ngayon ikaw pa rin ang nasa isip ko… cguro muli akong umaasa na bka bumalik ka… pro nalaman ko n lng…may mahal ka na palang iba…. 😥
>May God give you…
For every storm a rainbow,
for every tear a smile,
for every care a promise and a blessing in each trial.
For every problem life sends,
a faithful friend to share,
for every sigh a sweet song
and an answer for each prayer.
I keep waiting for the phone to ring What became of us Do you never even miss me I want to be in your arms again
Yet I know it won’t be you;
I try to fill my life with busyness
Yet all I do is think of you.
And all our dreams and plans;
How could you turn and walk away
As I watched our castles turn to sand?
Don’t you long to caress my face;
How could you forget so easily
And You I can’t erase?
To see the laughter in your eyes;
But I guess the joke’s on me
And Oh! Was I surprised!
I keep waiting for the phone to ring
What became of us
Do you never even miss me
I want to be in your arms again