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cjinnyjane · 4 years
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Ano ba ang dapat kong sabihin?
Alam ko na alam mo na paulit-ulit na lang din ang nangyayari at rinding-rindi ka na ngunit alam kong hindi ko rin mabibigkas ang mga salitang inaasahan mong manggaling sa aking mga labi.
Ano ba ang dapat kong gawin?
Mabigkas ko man ang mga salitang iyon, hindi ito masisigurado na agad nitong malulutas ang dahilan ng ating hindi pagkakaintindihan.
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cjinnyjane · 4 years
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FIRST OF FIRST
That's the feeling, the head spinning and the melting.
The electricity and the explosion.
Like filling a glass of water until it overflows.
Self love it is.
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cjinnyjane · 4 years
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Someone asked me, "Where is your happy place?"
My bedroom? No.
My workplace? No.
I can' t think of any place that will make me happy as much as I am in my school in College,
University Oval, bleachers.
My happy place.
Where i can forget my problems for a moment.
sitting there.
with you beside me.
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cjinnyjane · 4 years
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ayoko muna umalis
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cjinnyjane · 4 years
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hi i’m sad
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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who broke your heart?
who made you this way?
who are we before we are today?
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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I miss you and I want to see you  (I miss you but I’m okay now)
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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You demanded connection, I demanded magic
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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color me
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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Late night drive, counting stars, baby far from the city we fly.
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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movie theater aesthetic
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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I am drowning in the oceans of you.
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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I did mourn for those who fancies dawn with me and fade after the dusk
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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I wasn’t fishing but I did catch feelings
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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Homesick
she forgot to kiss him goodbye
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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We had our bubble, our own little bubble,
and the thing about bubbles is that they burst. 
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cjinnyjane · 5 years
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Cliché but, baby, you rock my fucking world.
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