You are my bones
You are my stone
The weight of your words could lift the universe
You are my universe
I feel you
I feel you in everything I do
I’ve never been a writer but you showed me the truth
We all have one body, one soul and one conscious.
You are all three
You belong with me
—  jennapalmer

Nag MOA kami kanina nun bespren ko, fiance nya, and si jb, tapos nasa may baywalk kami, nakaupo habang iniintay magsunset. Putek. Lahat ng alaala ko saknya, bumalik. Leche! Tapos may kiosk na coldstone dun, gusto kong bumili kaso wag na lang. Speaking of, nalaman nya na wala na akong work tapos mag apply daw ako sa coldstone kung saan dun sya nagttrabaho, ayoko nga. Andun sya e. Di ako makakapagmove on ng maayos. Tss. Haynako. Buhay nga naman! T.T

I would tell you to leave him, but I know you’re in too deep to do that.
So I thought I might give you some advice on how to deal with his “tendencies”.
Don’t give your opinion on anything, even if he asks for it. It will always be wrong.
Don’t suggest what he should do. He’ll ignore it and keep doing what he was doing, saying it’s still right.
His biggest weakness is being called immature.
He wants to be successful, but he can’t define it so it probably won’t come to him anytime soon.
He’ll make you stay up until 1am on school nights. You will fall asleep. So don’t forget to turn your skype off, or he will watch you.
He wants to meet his birth parents one day. I never knew how to feel about that, so maybe you will.
He forgets things a lot.
He passed his driver’s test the 4th time. He’s not particularly gifted in “common sense”.
Don’t tell him your music tastes. They’ll be wrong, no matter what they are. You’ll feel ashamed for listening to the things that keep you alive.
He’ll try to make you move to his hometown. Don’t do it.
He’ll pressure you to have sex and he’ll always talk about sex. If you don’t want to, then please, please do not.
He’ll talk and talk and never let you speak.
Ask him how his day was, and you’ll get a string of negative responses.
If you decide to skype with him, don’t expect to talk with him much. He’ll play minecraft for 3 hours then comment on how nice it is that you can both work on things and still be in the presence of each other, even when you were just waiting for a response the whole time.
He’ll want you to leave your friends and family. He’ll want you to forget them and live with him.
He’ll joke about you always making him sandwiches.
He’ll always joke.
He’ll never stop joking and you will get confused. It will become impossible to tell if he’s joking or not.
He’ll be mean to your friends.
Your friends won’t like him, but you’ll keep trying to look for the good in him.
He’ll tell you that he was raped when he was 16 then ask you to fuck.
He’ll say that he just “fooled around” with 2 other girls before you, and that it didn’t really mean anything, so he’s technically a virgin.
He’ll tell you about his future and assume that you’ll be his cheerleader on the sidelines, with no life of your own.
He’ll try to be dramatic to make you laugh, but it will scare you instead of amuse you.
He’ll assume you always know what is going on around him at all times.
He’ll tear you down, one word at a time, until your day depends on him texting you at 3:30 pm and him driving home and skyping you on his phone at the same time.
He’ll make you feel ashamed for things you didn’t even do.
He’ll wrap rubber bands around his shattered phone in hopes of getting it to charge,
He’s not responsible with his possessions.
You will become his possession.
He’ll make you laugh and then you’ll freeze up the next, going “that’s not right” but you’ll feel bad for leaving, so you won’t do it until it’s too late for you to recover.
He’ll make you feel like you are nothing, and he’ll make you feel like your only future is with him.
You will look into his bright blue eyes and see a damaged boy who turns your blue eyes darker and darker everyday until you can’t see your life without him. He won’t appreciate your accomplishments, and he won’t appreciate you.
But you’ve been with him for over a year now, so he must have figured out how to draw it out longer until they get up and leave.
I hope you’ll be the next.
—  A Letter To My Abusive Ex’s New Girlfriend

Nagtext na naman sya kanina. Tss. Nakakainis. Everytime na ganon yun mga tinetext nya lumalambot yun puso ko, parang gusto ko sya bigyan ng chance na ayoko ko. Natatakot ako baka mangyari ulit ako, mahirap na din ibalik yung tiwala nya, hindi ko alam kung maniniwala pa ba ako saknya o ano, alam mo yun. Once na nabasag o nasira na yung tiwala, mahirap na ‘to maibalik sa dati. Tapos magtetext sya saken na ’ Ganyan ka ba talaga katigas? ’ Oo, siguro kasi noong panahon na sinaktan nya ako o nasaktan ako sa nangyari, ewan ko. Feeling ko iniwan na lang nya ako basta basta sa ere, pinagpalit sa bespren nya. Kung gaano kalambot yun puso ko saknya before, matigas pa sa bato naman sa ngayon. Gusto ko yung nagsisisi sya sa ginawa nya, sa desisyon nya na iwan ako. Pero, mahal ko pa din talaga sya, hindi ko alam kung may second chance pa nga ba. :”(

It makes me sad that when two people are in-love, they make all these great plans for the future, but when the relationship ends, all hope is lost. When you were still in love, you thought you’ll be with that person forever, you thought they’ll be discovering the world with you, waking up with you and sleeping in the same bed as you.. forever, but when everything suddenly ends, it just crushes you. Makes you wonder- even if I do get fine, and my life would get better- would I get old, come to my ex-lover and say: I thought I’d spend all these years with you.. but I didn’t.
—  heartbroken thoughts