Unposted posts

I was just going through all the blog posts I've not post. These posts are usually unfinished posts or just things I don't feel like revealing. but now I am unveiling them. The unfinished posts will remain unfinished... oh yeah, the date's that are posted in these blog posts are the actual dates I started writing them. Just find them :D

What are the benefits of not standing out?

- You don't get noticed when you do something wrong or right.

- You're not the first person to be thought of when someone needs help.

- You can do whatever you want and nobody would care.

- You live simply.

- Nobody bothers you.

- You're normal.

Most Dangerous Person...

...has a smiling face. You don't know if you're seeing a smile of happiness, or a smile of deceit. Enjoy your day :]

Happy Birthday

Why has the generic greeting to someone who has his/her birthday become "Happy Birthday"? Why can't it be "Merry Birthday" or "Jovial Birthday"? Actually, quite frankly, I don't like that phrase just 'cause grammatically speaking, the noun "Birthday" is the one that is "Happy", not necessarily the person celebrating it. Although it could be potentially saying that the person should have a day of happiness because it is his/her date of birth. That brings me to a point.

Does a person only have to have a day of happiness on his/her date of birth, or any holiday that has "Merry" or "Happy" in the greeting? Does a person have the right to be happy only on his/her birthday? Why can't any other random day be a day for a person to be encouraged to be happy?

Everyday...

is a struggle. Every week is tiring. Every month is fast . Every year is regretted. Every life is well lived.

It's sooo cute

Shouting Out To Someone

With no specific person to talk to, I'd like to say that I can't believe that you don't say things to me anymore. I thought we were close... :< Everytime I hear about the things you do, I feel so out of the loop for not knowing how you are and to think you are a close

Mantra Of The School Year

"Temporary pain, lasting results."

Hit me with your best shot life! I got a high pain tolerance so suck it!

I do not understand...

why most of my friends are sooooo down recently. It's life. You've been living it for more than 18-21 years already. For the love of things that are sane, whatever bad things are affecting you, keep in mind that at least half of it comes from yourself, if not everything.

Get a hold of yourself and take the driver's seat of your own car.

If life bitches at you, be a pimp and slap that bitch! You're the boss!

I know...

things so why don't you tell them to me?

Final Chapter?

I hate being alone, yet I'm always finding myself in this situation. People just

Lost Connection

You just turned cold... I got nothing to say to you. You got nothing to say to me. To be honest, I have foreseen this coming. I knew it was too good to be true. You're just as good as a

Good Job

Frickin good job... Yet again, you did not fail to take away something I did not badly need. Thanks for being such a considerate person, knowing that with perfect logic that I wouldn't need such things. You're right; it's my fault. I'm not in the right place to voice out my opinions. Thanks for returning the favor; I affirm you being here and having your rights, you give it back to me with your loud salutations and laughter. You are very thoughtful. You really shouldn't have.

So...

So I learned in my Psychology class that people need each other to better themselves. The threat of social isolation may lead to "unhealthy behavior and compromise IQ". Well, I guess that explains why I'm failing in this institution...

Piling Problems...

"Goodbye my almost lover
Goodbye my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be
So long my luckless romance
My back, has turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do..."

...Really? Why now? Why at this time?Why must you go at the time I need you the most? Am I just a toy that you'll outgrow and leave behind? Or was I just you're temporary inspiration?...

These thoughts run to his head as he listens to the lyrics of the song... the last song he would ever listen to...

Dead upon Arrival

Many thought that it was because of depression. Some actually thought it was to get away. Some thought he was crazy. Countless speculations had been made to why he committed such unthinkable act...

One loud shot was heard. People started rushing to where the loud boom came from. It was on a room down a narrow hall. Rushing footsteps swamped the unimaginable scene. Upon opening the door, a loud scream filled the room with an eerie mood. Blood was gushing on the wall coming from his gut. He was heavily gasping for air. The rushing people tried to aid him, but they all were petrified.

In enormous pain, he tried getting up from his bed, but all he can do was lie upwards on his bed, still gasping for air. He then looked at the frantic faces in front of him. He smiled then ended it with another loud boom.

Politics

Being benevolent rarely gets you anywhere. Popularity is the key for everything.

Dirge of the Fallen

It has been 4 years since the tragedy. Nobody still wants to talk about it...or have they already forgotten... or they never cared to begin with. This had become a place of mystery. This place had been a somber memory which that of a crazy myth.

Despite all the lamentations and tears, all hath proceed with their own. Time did not stop; time is as cruel as always. It's cruelty is deep-down to the bone. It's infliction rivals a fiery blaze.

Time has healed its wounds, but like crumpled paper, things won't be the same as before. Fueled by wrath and rage, he ended his life to rid one of the many useless people walking around. The seeds of fear and despair had been planted; thus it shall grow and thrive as the years pass.

Someone...Save me...Please...

I wanna leave this place. This is not good for my mental, emotional and physical health. I've lost the will to move forward, I'm depressed and I've lost a lot of weight. I FRIKIN' HATE THIS PLACE. Suicidal thoughts are entering my mind frequently. Someone...save me...Please...

The more I stay here, the more I feel alone and depressed; the more I feel alone.
The more I stay here, the more I feel intellectually inferior and slow. The more I stay here, the more my health deteriorates. This is the first time in a very long time that I just want to cry... but there's nobody to cry to, nobody that cares here, nobody... I've never felt so alone in my life... Someone...save me...Please...

I don't know how long I can mask it with the smiles on my face. The wound has been cut deep. Many are pretenders, many don't care... Someone... save me...Please...

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Do you like clingy friends? I sure don't..

Why noooot? no matter how they are, if you call him/her a friend, you should like 'em the way they are

Ask me anything that comes up in your mind...literally

Happy New Year Y'all!

So a new year is starting again, so a another year to either change lives for the better, or mess up more. Well, I don't know what I exactly am going to do this year.