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Ella Cruz. 20. Las Piñas City. Polytechnic University of the Philippines. Bachelor of Science in Industrial Engineering.

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It doesn’t really matter when family don’t like your decisions. Because after some time, they would get used to it. They will take it anyway. That’s what I love about family and friends who turned into family - they love you in any way that they can keep you.

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— Hanamoto Hagumi, Honey and Clover  (via larmoyante)

friends…

Oh the evil bitches.

They’re there when you’re happy.

They’re there when they are happy.

But never there when you’re sad, miserable, haunted, aching, broke or broken.

The typical. The people who are their when the weather is only fair. More like the BS friends.

You know, the people who likes to share their miseries in life but won’t listen to you. The paawa guys. Worse is, I care. So I listen. I emphatize. I just hope they don’t make me feel that they’re so obvious in being a dousche.

The self-centered, egotistical creatures.

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Things I Wish My Mother Had Taught Me | d.a.s (via halluzinogen)

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Feeling tired isn’t really the right word for it.

We feel tired from work. We feel tired from routine; from repeating something that doesn’t need repeating. So, I am not feeling tired. I am overwhelmed. Surprised, more likely. You think you got it all figured out then he suddenly breaks routine. He suddenly shifts. And that shifts you too. Shakes you first then probably after some time you’ll get used to it again. You settle for what is because you don’t expect people to be whatever you want them to be to you. You resolve things within you. You compromise with yourself alone because you don’t know how such compromise with others will make things somehow okay. Because you over think everything.

You convince yourself that it would work out eventually. Just breathe through the living moments and whatever happens after is what should have been. And you wish you could trust the universe. 

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