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moomildlee-blog · 10 months
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I'm tired
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Baka pag namatay nako baka naman maag bago ka na?
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moomildlee-blog · 10 months
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Pagod na din ako bhie
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moomildlee-blog · 10 months
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Hindi ko alam pano ako or San ako mag sisimula. Napapagod na din ako
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moomildlee-blog · 10 months
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When you died nawalam na din ako gana mangarap 😭
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moomildlee-blog · 10 months
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I miss my friend the one who always there when I needed to talk to someone.
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moomildlee-blog · 10 months
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Lagi nalang ako nag aadjust.
Ako nalang lagi nag eeffort
Napapagod nako.
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moomildlee-blog · 7 years
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Don't act that you are so good person
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If you make someone feel guilty about their mistake, then you have not forgiven them ✨
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Mistakes are always forgivable, if one has the courage to admit them. - Bruce Lee
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moomildlee-blog · 7 years
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Living a lie
It’s getting harder and harder everyday….. Acting like I’m doing good, and telling people how happy I feel, and how life is going good, and peaceful. Telling everyone that I’ve made it though my depression and that I’m walking on a happy bright road. When in reality I’m still at the bottom of this mud. Nothing’s gotten better, it’s just easier to say it has. A simple “I’m okay” turned into a huge giant lie, and now people believe that I’ve escaped this dark depression that I’m still living in. There was a time when I was real about how I felt, I told people about what I struggled with. Then it felt like to them, I wasn’t human, I wasn’t happy and fun to be around, I was just another depressed kid. I hated that, I don’t like it when people thought that way of me. So I’ve created a persona that people would Acually wanna be around, I’ve created a persona that people looked at and thought “just an average girl” I’ve created a different personally that isn’t me. Because the real me isn’t human. The real me is a dead walking ghost, not happy, no life, no colour. No emotion, no hope, and no love. I don’t even think the “real me” is me either. I’ve lost the true me a long time ago. Well I guess should say I’ve lost my innocents a long time ago.
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