You make me want to gag. Keep it to yourself
It’s getting harder and harder to wake up from these after school naps. Fuck motivation
i wish you would realize
Lolol
OMG *CRIEZ*.
It took me a while to figure out how to approach this comment. Since I consider this to be my first “anon hate”, although it is pointing out the obvious, I’m going all out on this. I have never been part of, nor proud of, internet bullying. So when I saw this, this seemingly harmless thing in my ask box, especially about this subject, every OUNCE of me is just dying to get this out there. So, as Argel would say…
*STORY TIME*


another fight that i’m stuck in the middle of
i really wanna get out of here.
when middle schoolers complain about how much homework they have…

days like this when i’m alone make me feel depressed >.>
cold, alone, and can’t find anything to take up my time.
oh a cute girl
-looks at blog-
blog is crap.
no originality.
fuck. no motivation or inspiration to write my last two pieces for my portfolio tomorrow. -_- writers block sucks
Anonymous asked: where did you get the thing 1 and thing 2 shirts
my friend photoshopped and made iron ons, and she put them on red shirts. you can buy some online if you look around on google tho
a piece of writing i wrote for my writing seminar class.
still a rough draft:
I cared
All through my life until now I cared
I cared not just for myself, but also for the people surrounding me
I care for my family here and for my family back in the Philippines
Not just my own family, but for my friends and their families.
Coming to realize that sometimes I can’t do everything or sometimes even anything
But yet,
I care.
I cared through every misfortune, every fight, every breakup, every illness, and every death
Through every fall, every scraped knee, shed tears, depression, through every deep cut, and through every drop of blood spilled.
And after every warm hug given
I cared.
I’ve taught myself to care not just for other people but for myself.
Caring for my past present and future.
Never letting my past escape myself, staying a child at heart
I care.
Knowing that my actions now may influence my uncertain future
I care.
Wanting the best future not only for myself but for the people I’m going to support
I care.
I learned to care.
Caring about myself, my friends, my family, and others in my life.
Caring about my needs, and the needs of others surrounding me.
And when there’s nothing else left to do,
I cared, and sometimes that’s more than enough.



