It’s either i love the wrong people right or love the right people wrong.

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Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don’t know why we are sad, so we say we aren’t sad but we really are.

Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (via wordsnquotes)

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If one day we’re 100% for each other, maybe someday, somehow, we’ll meet again and never fail.

via (UPCAT questioner)
  • *others worrying about upcat*
  • me: *deep inside* ano kaya pagkain ko dun?
  • 😂😂😂 bawas kaba ba't ba huhu but still nervous ugh

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

Jane Austen, from Sense and Sensibility (Penguin Classics, 2003)

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3 weeks ago122672
reminiscing something you know you can’t take back was not that easy, so it is strictly prohibited.  the feels when i’m reading his messages and thinking that he’s not there anymore. his sweetness and all those stuffs were gone. and it hurts 😔 lol whut 😭😂if we could do it over again, we would do it differently.
 i know you can’t read his messages for privacy but seriously it’s the sweetest and nakakamiss… 💔

reminiscing something you know you can’t take back was not that easy, so it is strictly prohibited.
the feels when i’m reading his messages and thinking that he’s not there anymore. his sweetness and all those stuffs were gone. and it hurts 😔 lol whut 😭😂
if we could do it over again, we would do it differently.


i know you can’t read his messages for privacy but seriously it’s the sweetest and nakakamiss… 💔