mademoisellearlene-blog
undeniably ordinary
Welcome! Tiis nothing but an ordinary blog. I've got only my thoughts to share. You go read, if you please.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Can you even believe that? Working so hard to be poor???? Oh, alright.
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We wake up everyday to correct mistakes, forgive others, ask forgiveness, make someone happy, make ourselves happy and thank God. We wake up everyday because everyday we are given another chance.
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WON'T AND CAN'T
Tonight I can cry you a river
but I won't.
Tonight I can buy me a gun
and shoot myself
but I can't.
Tonight I can run away
start all over again,
say goodbye,
live again,
but there's you.
I won't.
I can't.
- Arlene May Villaflor
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TUMBLR isn't the safest place for my thoughts anymore. People are reading my posts.
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Philosophy of Education. I made use of the To the Sky by Owl City. hihi.
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I've always dreamed of Paris. I wanna go there and witness how this city will make me fall inlove.
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Success is ____________________________.
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I would love to feel the wind, the sun, the feeling of being truly alive for a moment. I would love to get away on an open-windowed car and watch as the scene fades and leaves me memories. I wanna run away for a moment and leave everything behind.
Arlene May Villaflor
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Do Not Read My Blog
There are things going on my mind that are too stupid, too serious, too funny, too fragile, too controversial to share. The reason why I always end up not allowing others to read this blog is because I am afraid to allow them to read a portion of my most real thoughts. I am living each day hiding my real thoughts and leaving it in the virtual borders of this blog. I was once asked by a dear friend why I always hide the purest of my thoughts and emotions. I don't know. I don't know why. I might have known it, but I do not know how to tell it and share it to others. Do not read my blog.
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LIFE IS LIKE A BOWL OF CHOCO CHIP COOKIE WITH A LITTLE CHICKEN DUNG ON IT.
#life#life definition#what is life#negative#for once#this is me#private#choco chip cookie#chicken dung
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Your thoughts become your identity.
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Death's Beauty
There is beauty in death. You might think me weird (but this time you guys ought to know my real thoughts) but I have always viewed death in a beautiful way. Death is temporary. By all means this physical death is a beginning of a something - eternal life or eternal death, you choose. Death allows all of us to seize life. We cannot live here forever. We can only have this much fun, tears, laughter, sadness and everything. Death tells us to appreciate all the blessings while it last. Death makes us willing to live each day and to truly appreciate it. Imagine if we live here on earth forever, would you even consider waking up every morning a blessing from the Lord? I presuppose not. There is beauty in death. It makes you love the very gift of life.
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I wanna run away
I wanna run away until I no longer see darkness
I wanna run as fast as I can
I wanna run and escape
I wanna run
I wanna run away.
Run Away, Arlene May Villaflor
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YOUR LIFE WILL BE RICHER IF ON THIS DAY YOU WILL MAKE AN EFFORT TO:
Mend a quarrel, keep a promise, F\forget an old grudge, fight for a principle, express your gratitude, overcome an old fear, search for a forgotten friend, encourage someone who has lost faith; Tell someone you love him. Tell him again. And again. And again!
Arlene May Villaflor
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She is a game
played by lions,
She is a princess
thriving on streets,
She is a bird
wanting for freedom.
SHE, Arlene May Villaflor
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Huwag mo akong iwan
Tulad ng pag-iwan ng anghel sa kanyang pakpak
Nalimutan sa bus na gumarahe sa gabing walang buwan
Huwag mo akong iwan
Tulad ng pag-iwan ng buwan sa kanyang mata
Nahulog sa sapang nananaginip ng dilim na walang pintuan
Huwag mo akong iwan
Tulad ng pag-iwan ng hangin sa kanyang dila
Nauhaw sa kahihiyaw ng ‘huwag mo akong iwan’.
LITANYA, Merlinda Bobis
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