“masyado ng overpopulated ang tumblr. andme kasing mga walang kwentang account. di naman gingamit gumawa pa…”

kailangan na ng RH Bill pati sa Tumblr. lols.

Having a good night, and having it ruined with tears:

The feeling like you’re all alone, like you’re lost :

Having to look at the face of the person you love, knowing they won’t love you:

When someone tells you they don’t feel the same:

Crying so much you cry yourself to sleep:

The feeling of anger twards yourself, and him:

The feeling of being forgot, unwanted, not good enough:

This right fucking now.

(Source: biiiiitches, via shashasharene)

Why the sky is blue?

Why the roses are red?

Why  sugar is sweet and not sour?

How did the world come to be?

Who/what started it ALL?

Did you stop asking questions when they say that “YOU cannot handle the TRUTH. Just have faith and believe. STOP asking questions or go to HELL.”

or

Did you go out to seek the answer to your questions with your God-given senses, mind and talent?

Think of it. Have you ever wondered?

But after seeing that encircled on that piece of paper I felt like changing my favorite number to 1.