another passenger on the ship of fools

Anonymouslyliving

It was just a plain misunderstanding.


You both met, had a little talk, figured out your ways to your similarities.
You both seemed to have everything alike.


She opens up, he never quit on telling his deep thoughts, and it both sounded great for the both of you.


He admits, she never lie, and you two developed something that certainly has to go on temporary.


She’s confused. He’s messed up. Everything was falling out of place.

He lost control. And neither did she. Nothing was ever permanent.

She turns her back, as well as he turned his. 

Everything’s a misunderstanding.

At dahil walang pasok kinabukasan.

Last month, I’ve said that I am done posting shit and anything related to drama and all. Pero hey, nakaka-miss din palang maghayag ng saloobin dito sa Tumblr. 

Hello,friends (Wow, Steve,kung maka “friends” ka parang ang dami nakakakita neto). It’s been a while,I guess? Ang daming nangyari na hindi ko nagawang mai-post man lang dito. But still, no regrets. It might be too annoying or some may find it annoying. Halo-halo,lahat. May mga nangyaring masaya, may mga nangyaring pinag-isip ako kung dapat na ba akong tumalon mula sa Burj Khalifa upang makalaya sa ganoong nararamdaman, at meron namang balanse lang, may nangyaring masaya, ngunit may downfall sa huli, may nangyaring malungkot or nakakalungkot, ngunit may maganda din namang nangyari.

Gusto ko talagang mag-drama ngayong gabi,kaso I think I’ve had too much drama na for this day. Ka-lalaki kong tao,ang drama drama ng buhay ko, and the worse part is, kahit sila mama napapansin nila na ang tamlay ko ngayong araw. “May sakit ka ba anak?” “Kuya,bakit ka tahimik?” Guys, if only I could respond with what I am going through right now, I certainly would. Pero, I think as of now I’ll respond muna with a smile on my face, saying “Okay lang ako”. After all, teenage problems lang ‘to, kaya kung sasabihin ko sa inyo ang totoo, ay baka sagutin niyo lang ako ng “O.A mo ‘nak” “Parang ‘yun lang kuya” so, I better keep my mouth shut na lang.

Teenage problems pero kung damdamin ko todo-todo. Kung makapakinig ako sa mga kantang pang semana santa sa lungkot akala ko naman napakabigat neto. Aaaaaaand joke lang. No drama’s nga pala for this post,at (hopefully) sa mga upcoming posts pa. Pero I can’t tell, eto lang talaga labasan ko ng sama ng loob, so probably baka makapag-post pa ako ng ka-drama-han ko sa buhay. So,hello again Tumblr, I missed you, seriously. Hayaan mo, magba-blog na ko ulit para ‘di ka na inaamag.

Tawa lang tayo, masaya ang buhay, masyado itong maikli para i-focus sa ilang tao at ilang bagay lamang.

At ikaw, Steve, matuto na, ha? BSTourismManagement kurso mo, hindi BSTanga-tangahanManagement.

hplyrikz:

Clear your mind here

Hi. Here I am,again.
About to state nonsense rants about anything.
But actually,i’m gonna post something that may (?) clear some things.

I’ve re-read my previous blogposts,and some of them or actually most of them, were a complete pile of shit.

First,wala na talagang kwenta ‘tong blog ko. Nothing that I post makes sense,or it does,somehow. Pero my point here is,puro tungkol na lang sa friends,trust issues, mga mala “hopeless romantic” kong posts, supposed to be “change for the better” which is obviously hindi ko naman nagagawa or magawa, or talagang hindi ko lang kaya gawin kasi ewan ko. If you were reading at my blog for the previous months, then wow,lucky for you hindi ka pa namatay sa kacornyhan at ka-walang kwenta-han.

Second. I post what I feel at that exact moment kaya halos puro rants and bullshits andito. Kapag malungkot,tumblr. Kapag may nangyari,tumblr. Wala naman kasi akong mapaglabasan ng nararamdaman, lalo na ngayon… well i’ll explain that later. I’m not that typical teenager na kapag malungkot,magkukulong sa kwarto (dahil wala akong kwarto) or would eventually go out and do things to re-direct their attention because I certainly cannot do those. Taong bahay here. And my parents are too strict to let us do what we want even tho my bro’s 20 and I am 18. So let’s just cut it there.

Third, I would like to apologize for the immaturity of my new posts. Yung dalawa kong posts which consists of: Rants with explicit words and second,yung ma-drama. I don’t really know how to express my feelings,actually. Itong tumblr lang yung napagbubuntungan ko lagi. Kaya bigla bigla akong napapa-post ng ganung kadramahan at kawalanghiyaan. My apologies to the people who read those. Specifically to this one person.

Hey,i’ve got something for you. Hindi ‘to drama,or maybe sort of like that pero i’ll try my best to not make it as emotional as possible. And you told me that I deserve to say or even atleast express what I felt that time,and you said that you’ll accept them.

Nah. Just kidding. Wouldn’t want to stress you out either. Thanks lang,gusto ko lang magpasalamat lang talaga sayo for everything. I know and I am completely aware I am acting way beyond what is right and must, wala naman talaga akong karapatan to act or even feel this way. Sorry for that. I am really trying to partly forget about what happened, and I suggest you should,too. And hey, if you feel like cutting me out of your life, that’s fine, just let me know, ‘di sa drama, pero if that would settle out things for the better, then why not. I hope you can read this. And, bakit ka pala nag chat nung nakaraan and then suddenly hindi ka naman nagreply? It may turn out sayo na ang big deal nanaman for me, pero hindi naman. It bothered me for a while tho,kasi na curious ako. Other than that,wala na. And yeah, i guess that’s all. Dito ko na lang sinabi sayo,ayoko lang sa chat, it may be marked as “seen” lang. Thank you.


Back to my purpose.
I may not be posting anything after this. Masyado na akong ma-drama,eh. Siguro i’ll be back after a month,a year, or maybe not at all. Who knows.

Or maybe it is my fault after all.
For letting myself to “try” again after years of being alone.
For letting myself expect for much more eventhough I know there’s nothing more left.
For letting myself say those sweet words I’ve never uttered since the past 3 years.
For letting myself think and dream of things that weren’t really going to happen.
For letting myself partly fall even tho I know I’ll be the one who will try to help to catch myself at the end.


Yeah,I guess it’s my fault after all.