I have been a doormat, letting people use and abuse me in the context of love and friendship. So forgive me if I am putting my foot down this time. No, they can’t use me anymore. I am sick and tired of freeloaders and social climbers. So I apologize if I don’t wish to align myself with them anymore. I am done. I am so done. And maybe, you should be too.
Kung kayong dalawa talaga kahit ano pang nasabi mo o nasabi nya, wala yon! Salita lang yon, You won’t get indigestion by swallowing it. Mahirap i-deny talaga ang nararamdaman lalo na kung ito ang gusto ng nasa Taas. Ayaw mo siyang masaktan, pakiramdam mo lang yun! Remember yung sabi ko sayo? Pinakamabigat na kaaway ay sarili natin! At saka baka naman kasi, kaka-try mo not to hurt him, di mo alam eh lalo mo pala siyang sinasaktan! – Tess de Guzman, sister in dance.
And NO, you are not really that challenging anymore. That finally you have met your match. Someone who will not give in to everything that you want because everything that you want is not necessarily right. And you struggle to be the “woman on top” again, but to your dismay, you have been toppled down over and over and over again.
Binubutas ko na naman,” as how I would put it. In reality, I am just to scared to admit that indeed I have changed for the better. I am scared of losing that damned crown of the QueenB that I try to scare him off. To play it cool. Only to repeat the game one more time.
You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.” You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself. – Paul Varjak, Breakfast at Tiffany’s
I would always forget that answered prayer. And I chose NOT to say anything to anyone for that matter for fear that I will be called a lunatic and ilusyunada. And today, more than any other day, I needed to remember this. People can say what they want to say. People can conclude what they wish to conclude, but I do stand on God’s promise, no matter how hard it is.
Can we please visit Pink Sisters first? I know it’s late, but I just wanted to say thank you for the successful event that we had last night.” He calmly obliged. And as He was making another right towards the tiny church, I let out a squeal: “OH MY GOD!
Lord,” I said, “there are three men in my life right now and I don’t know if the right one for me is amongst them. But Lord, I want to know who he is. Can you please show him to me?
I am still struggling until now to erase the old familiar feelings that I have for you. I have tried to love many, but only to want them to be you. Darn it, why can’t you just leave me alone.
