Showing posts with label emo photo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emo photo. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

DEAR CHILD


Dear child,

Breathe deeply,
Blink away those tears
Step forward
Open your eyes
And walk away from the pain.

I know, its great. It’s a great pain.
The memories, they are precious to you.
Even though that’s all they are,
I know they mean more to you than almost anything.

I know you’re trying to decide between what’s best for you and what you want.
But I promise that if you give it a chance, the one who is better for you will end up being what you want.
I know, it’s difficult.
Each step will hurt like hell,
Because you’re walking away from everything you once believed in.
Walking away from the one you loved.

But there is nothing for you there.
Not anymore.
It’s best to close the door gently as you walk away.
Don’t slam it.
Bitterness isn’t the way to go.
Just slip away into the sunlight.
You shine on your own,
But its time you let the world see you,
And let the sun warm your skin.

You always loved to dance in the rain.
Keep dancing.
You’re good at smiling through the storm.
Even through all the heartbreak,
You never stopped giving hope to everyone else.

You got a little weary.
It’s affected you, certainly.
You’ve cried so many times.
Those bruises on this heart of yours?
They’re a faded yellow,
But I know it seems as though they’ll never fade.

But they will.
Only if you let them.
I know you feel like running away.
Like sinking into the shadows,
To escape the world and all its pain right now.

But what you need to do…
Baby girl, you know this new guy…
He loves you for you.
He loves you,
And  he won’t give up on you.
Run into his arms.
Sink into his love for you.
Show yourself to him.
He wants to see you
To know you.

Breathe deeply,
Blink away those tears
Step forward
Open your eyes
And walk away from the pain.

Because he’ll be there,
With his arms spread wide,
A smile on his face,
So happy to see that you’ve finally come ‘round.

Love,
Your Heart.

Mas Nakakabuti Kung Wag Mo na Muna Syang Ilagay Sa Isip Mo

eto naman siguro yung tamang oras para isipin mo naman din yung sarili mo-tama na yung minsan na pagasa mo sa isang taong alam mo namang di mapapasayo-tama na sa paghihintay sa isang tao na-hindi naman dadating sa buhay mo-magpakatotoo ka-minsan kelangan din natin maranasan masaktan at magkamali sa buhay-hindi ibig sabihin na-araw araw ka ng magiging ganun-kelangan mo din naman syempre lumangoy hindi yung hahayaan mo nalang na anurin ka ng dagat patungo kung san-sa mga lugar na di mo naman alam kung ano ang mapapala mo-tao ka din naman diba-mas nakakabuti siguro na-wag mo na munag isipin yung nakakabuti para sakanya-hayaan mo naman yung sarili mo na isipin din kung san ka talga magiging masaya-pero nasaktan ka diba-naranasan mo kung gaano kasakit ang umasa at magmahal sa isang taong mali- pero isipin mo-pano naman magiging mali yun diba-kung tiyak mo naman na tama yung nararamdaman mo para sa taong yun-hindi ka naman duwag kung hahayaan mo syang mawala-ang akin lamang ee-wag mong sagarin ang sarili mo-kilala mopaba ang sarili mo?harap ka sa salamin at tanungin mo yung taong kaharap mo sa mga oras na yun-makikilala mo kung sino at ano kaba talga-normal lang sa buhay masaktan-mas mabuting gagawin mo ee-gawin mong inspirasyon yung mga taong ayaw sayo-galit sayo-at yung mga taong di makita ang kakayahan mo-masarap mabuhay sa mundo-kung malalaman mo lang kung gaano kasaya kapag ka nabubuhay ng nakakangiti ka ng malaya-siguradong aayawn mo ng mamatay at pumanaw sa mundo-pare pareho tayong tao-sa mundo-hindi ka lang sasaya kundi ppatak pa ang luha mo dahil alam mong-nagawa mo ng tama yung mga mali mo noon-kelangan mo din matuto sa buhay-lahat ng tricks malalaman mo kapag kusa mong pinagaralan yun.. at ang wag na wag mong ggawin sa sarili mo ee-WAG KA MAGSISINUNGALING SA SARILI MO-yan lang ang pinakamabisang paraan para maging masaya ka.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Sweet Conversation


Girl: I think I like you
Boy: You think? I think you must be mistaken.
Girl: no, I like you
Boy: I don’t think you like me. I think you like the company. I think you like the conversations we have. I think you like that someone listens. You like the feeling that someone is always there for you. But should you remove me from the equation and place someone else in my spot, you would feel the same way. So you see, you like the feeling but not ME.
Girl: Please don’t tell me what I feel. I like you…in fact, I love you.
Boy: Would you do me a favour?
Girl: Anything
Boy: I want you to close your eyes and imagine the following. Imagine yourself in 10 years. I want you to imagine how you look in 10 years. What kind of clothes will you wear. I want you to imagine where you will be working in 10 years. I want you to imagine your family and how they look. I want you to imagine your future car. I want you to imagine your kids on a Saturday afternoon as they play in the backyard. I want you to imagine their first bike ride. I want you to get it all in there. Imagine your house, furniture, everything. I want you to imagine your life.
Okay can you see it all in front of you?
Girl: yeah, I see it.
Boy: Now, did you see me anywhere in there?
Girl: yes I did.
Boy: and where would that be?
Girl: Well, obviously you were right there with the kids…after all you are their father!!!!
Boy: (long pause) I love you too.

To Cherish Every Moment With You


im inlove with you.you dont know how much i love you, how much i shake when i walk in the street while reading your messages on my phone. and i save all of our online conversations..i feel a smile slip on my face at the sound of your name...i think about you most of the time. when i go to bed i cant help but fallin love with you again and again, i cherish every moment that we spend time together because im scared that one day it will never happen again. and everytime you walks in my mind i keep on singing a song title "i miss you like crazy". i dont know but this is really what i feel for you.  you are the first person i look for when i enter a room and i fall asleep to the memory of your face.. you're breathtaking and ive never seen such a gergoeous smile; but like i said, im inlove with you.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

when there are a million things you want to say to someone

Love is when there are a million things you want to say to someone, but when they look you in the eyes and hold you in their arms, nothing in life matters other than being with that person at that moment.

Monday, May 28, 2012

I'm Never Alone, Yet Not Alone

I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone enough to truly consecrate the hour. I am much too small in this world, yet not small enough to be to you just object and thing, dark and smart. I want my free will and want it accompanying the path which leads to action; and want during times that beg questions, where something is up, to be among those in the know, or else be alone. I want to mirror your image to its fullest perfection, never be blind or too old to uphold your wieghty wavering reflection. I want to unfold. Nowhere I wish to stay crooked, bent; for there I would be dishonest, untrue. I want my conscience to be true before you; want to describe myself like a picture I observed for a long time, one close up, like anew word I learned and embraced, like the everyday jug, like my mother's face, like a ship that carried me along through the deadliest storm.

Friday, May 25, 2012

When you Scream Like Someone just Died

Youv tried your best to let go something you loved so much. And you let it go , closing those tearful eyes. You try to look the other the way. You try to let the feeling go. But the feeling takes control of you. You cant look away. And when you look back to the thing you loved. You wondered why you waited so long. Your face looked bright. You heard the flapping of the wings behind you. You knew it came back. But when you look back, its gone. The organisim that you used to love is gone. You regret letting the thing go. You cry for it to come back. You pound your head, you scrath youself, you tear out your flesh partley, you scream like someone just died....... but whatever you do it doesnt come back. You forgot how it looks. You forget the sound of the flapping wings. All you think about is how its doing in the cruel world. So whatever you do dont let something precious go. Or you will die of dreppesion.

Everyone was born to HURT

Why hurt yourself? Why cut your own body as if it wasn't hurting enough with the heartbreak? Does it really feel good or are you just drowning under the influence of the media or role models you look up to that hurt themselves when things go wrong?

Here is my advice to those beautiful people whose lives went 'all wrong', to the intelligent beings who 'can't catch a break'.

It is not the end of the world.

Why waste your time, creasing your face in sorrow and spilling hot tears down your cheeks over someone who can't see how valuable you really are? God has a plan for all of us, a script if you will. Everyone was born to LIVE. Everyone was born to LOVE. Everyone was born to HURT. Because we are only HUMAN, and as humans we must be reminded of the challenges and hardships to earn the right of walking on this Earth.

Your fated other is out there, born for YOU. If you keep hanging your head that lovely person is going to walk right by you without noticing the beauty of your soul.

"Keep your head up, hold it high, look at the world, straight in the eye." - unknownmind

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

There's Always Gonna be that One Boy


theres always gonna be that one guy. you know. that boy who could make you smile no matter how pissed you were at your best friend. the one who you could stay up all night texting and go to school the next day surving on an hour or two of sleep. the boy who warms your heart .... and your body by sharing his big, cumfy hoodies. the boy whos smile touches you deeply, and laugh you love to listen to. theres always that one boy who you turn to. the one boy you could hold hands with 24/7. the boy you get in trouble for, because you just HAD to sneak out to see him. the boy who kisses you just right, and you fit so perfectly in his arms. theres always gonna be that ONE boy who has to turn his back. no matter how much love you give him, he gives up. theres always gonna be that one boy who hurts you so bad you go numb. that one boy you can't get over... there's always gonna be that one boy.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

The Worst Feeling in the World


I think that's what's wrong with the world; no one says what they really feel, they always hold it inside. They're sad, but they don't cry. They're happy, but they don't dance or sing. They're angry, but they don't scream. Because if they do, they feel ashamed and that's the worst feeling in the world. So everyone walks with their heads down and no one sees how beautiful the sky is.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

You’re Not An Angel Cause Your My Wings


Do you remember what I’ve told you before?
That you’re like a flower I’m afraid to pick.
That hard to find and hard to let go.
You know how much fear i overcome
When i start liking you.
I don’t know how to say this in a way that I hope you believe in me
I'm not god; I know it, so how can you believe me right?
But Yana, you know that you’re the only girl
That I compared to a flower.
A flower that has thorn to protect from the strangers
Whom trying to pick you and threw your gentle petals
For the long time that we still have a communication
I learned to care about you,
it started when i realize that
Even though the world left me alone,
I know deeply in my soul that I still have you
So i would like to make a promise for you
And its only for you Yana, so listen.

I promise to be here whether you need me or not, whether you felt cry o glad, or when you feel all alone, I will be your one and only companion in your world, I’m can't promise to give you the love that you really want to get but I will do my best just to be next to you. you’re the best gift that Jesus sent me from heaven-you’re not an angel cause your my wings-I can never fly without you, I don’t feel in heaven when you are with me cause I feel so much high even though your not here, and how I wish I could be an air just to go through with your body and hug you so much gently. lalala
To: Yanna Mae Fernandez
From:  Lee Wishh

Sunday, April 1, 2012

HOW ANGELS SLEEP


Unsoundly. They toss and turn, trying to understand the mystery of the living. They know so little about what it's like to fill a new prescription for glasses and suddenly see the world again, with a mixture of disappointment and gratitude ... Also, they don't dream. For this reason, they have one less thing to talk about. In a backward way, when they wake up they feel as if there is something they are forgetting to tell each other. There is disagreement among the angels as to whether this is a result of something vestigial, or whether it is the result of the empathy they feel for the Living, so powerful it sometimes makes them weep. In general, they fall into these two camps on the subject of dreams. Even among the angels, there is the sadness of division.

Monday, March 19, 2012

Life??? that is the true question...


I feel myself slipping more and more every year now. I don't know why i feel the way I do about myself. I just have so much hate in me towards myself. Why I ask myself many times, am I now happy with my life. I'm still waiting for the answer to this day. My past delt with my overcoming my epilpsy disorder which cause me to miss out on most of my life. Two years after the surgery were the toughest. I was glad not to be sick anymore, but yet i felt so empty and alone in this world. The few years after that things were good. I went back to school and am now working a nice job. But for some reason last year I suddenly felt the sadness slowly coming back. I feel that this time it is stronger than it every was before. I've spoken with my doctor and he just says that I have been putting to much on my plate and that i need to relax and try to enjoy life. Prehaps he's right, but Im starting to fear that this sadness may one day overtake me. Ive recently screwed up my relationship I had with a great girl. I think to myself alot as to why am I here, what is my purpose. I know that I have not completed my mission here since I have come close to death a few times but yet I still survived. I'll continue writing more later, I could probably write a book with all i have to say........ Life??? that is the true question...

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

I'm human, I make mistakes.


I'm human, I make mistakes. I've done things I'm not proud of and I have regrets. Im insecure and at times not very confident. I tend to be shy and reserved at times, but there are also times I'm outspoken and a little crazy. I've been hurt and I've been lied to time and time again, and I don't trust easy. I'm scared of falling again; afraid that the minute I start to fall, I'll end up on the ground again,asking myself, why I keep letting this happen. I'm by no means perfect, and neither is my family. In fact, my family's a little screwed up at times, and sometimes, they hurt me. I hate when people pretend to be something they're not around me. I'm stubborn. I'm judgemental. I'm not the brightest person in the world and I'm sure you can do better. But know that I'm also,curious, looking to experience things I have yet to experience. I like to sing and I want to dance in the middle of the street without any music. I love to laugh and have fun. I want to be kissed in the rain. I want to be held tight and protected. I like taking random walks without a clue as to where I'm going. I love watching movies, especially scary ones. I want somebody to look at me, the way nobody has..I want someone to look at me, in a way they've never looked at anybody. I just want somebody to take my face in their hands, look me in the eyes, and for once, tell me that I'm good enough.

Monday, March 12, 2012

Hindi mo Masisisi sa Huli


sa buhay-lahat ng bagay pinagsisisihan sa huli-di naman natin alam-kung ano ang mangyayari bukas-pero alam natin na-nagbabago ang tao sa bawat paglipas ng araw at panahon-maaaring dati mahal ka nya ngayon o bukas hindi kana nya mahal-pwede ding hindi ka nya mahal pero maaari ding sa mga susunod na araw-mahal kana nya yun nga lang me iba ka ng mahal-ganyan lang sa mundo-kaya nga sinabing bilog ang mundo dahil umiikot lang ang lahat sa buhay-minsan naiiyak ka-natutuwa at bigla nalang malulungkot-tapos sasaya na naman-ang mahirap lang kase dun-yun bang nasa pahina kayo na nagmamahalan tapos sya namang pagbitaw ng isa sainyo-maaaring ikaw o sya ang umalis at mawala nalang-hindi naman kase natin hawak ang bawat isa-kahit sarili natin-minsan o napapadalas nabibitawan na din natin-sa ibat ibang dahilan-pero ang mahalaga dun-nagkamali ka man sa huli at nagsisi-nung umpisa naman sumaya ka at natutong ngumiti.

You're too Young to know Pain



How can you know what pain is? You're too young to know pain. You're too young to know real hurt."

"Maybe you're right. I don't know pain. I guess sitting by the phone for hours waiting for someone to call, but knowing they won't isnt pain. Crying myself to sleep for hours, because every word they say cuts me worse than the knife that cuts my wrist isnt pain. I guess having my heart ripped out and thrown around every day by someone new isnt pain. Waking up alone every morning and going to sleep alone every night isnt pain. I guess you're right. I'm too young to know pain."

me and someone else
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