bringing back this iconic pic i took before

kung august 1 kahapon, alam mo bang august 2 kita

pick up line idea para sa mga crush niyo #YouAreWelcome

sorry.

sasagutan ko na mga nasa alterspring ko wait lang kayo

baka may hahabol (wag lang humabol sa taong hindi naman kayo august 2 (maybe, i should stop))

sure bang hindi to wrong send

anon, i’m gonna hold ur hands and say i have no idea and it’s also scaring me man

sharps and flats in notes are sometimes said to sound unpleasant to the ear but that's not really true

i made this in just an hour HAHAHAHA, purely out of a sudden kick of inspiration. i was imagining what spirits in an abandoned house might feel, that kind of restless, lingering presence that doesn't quite know how to move on, and i wanted the music to carry that weight. the tension, the stillness, the sense of something unresolved just hanging in the air

hindi pa pala november sorry guys

august 3 na, may iba na siyang august 2 #Aww #YunLang #MeowMeowSadSong #Sadge #WhatsUpPHImBack

imagine guys i waited for a year just to say that #TheManWhoCantBeMovedFr

okay sorry miss ko lang kayo

i just realized this is literally the visual representation of the song “migraine”

#randominic thoughts: i want to understand myself and other people who feel this way so let me just ramble for a bit.

i know there are a lot of times when i come across as really playful around people, and honestly, i think that’s just the surface version of who i am. most of us only ever carry one layer forward and let the rest stay hidden, and that’s exactly why it stings when people decide who i am entirely based on so little.

what i’m trying to say is, it matters how gently we move through other people’s lives. how carefully we choose our words, especially with those we haven’t earned closeness with yet, because we rarely know what they’re quietly carrying. they may seem playful, easy, unbothered, but underneath that, they feel just as deeply as anyone else does.

and still, i catch myself thinking it’s kinder to let things go than to name them, that silence is its own kind of peace. maybe that’s true, sometimes. but i have to ask myself, what about my own peace in all of this? what happens to the boundaries i keep setting aside just to protect someone else’s comfort?

because peace built on silence is not the same as peace built on truth. if i keep guarding everyone else’s feelings before my own, i will end up protecting a kind of peace that was never really mine to keep.

i also want to be honest about something else. when i share my outlook on life, it doesn’t mean my mind is only ever full of good, put-together thoughts. there is still a part of me that’s imperfect, still figuring things out, still trying to become a better version of myself. i am not perfect, and i never want to pretend otherwise just because i speak about growth.

so if there’s anyone who feels the same way, who has been carrying more than what they let show, i hope you find it in yourself to speak up, to set the boundaries you deserve, to let the truer version of you finally be seen. and i will do the same, because growth was never meant to be carried alone. it was always meant to be something we walk through together, one honest voice at a time.