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awful writing dump here ⬇️
awful writing dump here ⬇️
people often times forget about me and i think it's because i don't have money...
December 10, 2025 at 2:23 PM
people often times forget about me and i think it's because i don't have money...
i have been crying for days. DAYS. from the moment i've realized that everything is going against me, AGAIN. i just wish i didn't need to go through all this. i wish to be out of this. i could never EVER believe that i have a way out of this, for i am doomed, always doomed
October 24, 2025 at 4:08 PM
i have been crying for days. DAYS. from the moment i've realized that everything is going against me, AGAIN. i just wish i didn't need to go through all this. i wish to be out of this. i could never EVER believe that i have a way out of this, for i am doomed, always doomed
i only have myself from the beginning of when i gained consciousness, and up to the future that's still not for me. it will never be for me. it's always been against me.
October 24, 2025 at 4:08 PM
i only have myself from the beginning of when i gained consciousness, and up to the future that's still not for me. it will never be for me. it's always been against me.
i feel like an outsider, an outsider to my own life, to my peers, to the world around me. i was not made to feel the fruits of it but rather to be an outsider— the spectator. i have to watch it all— i will never be out of this. i will always be the last one.
October 24, 2025 at 4:08 PM
i feel like an outsider, an outsider to my own life, to my peers, to the world around me. i was not made to feel the fruits of it but rather to be an outsider— the spectator. i have to watch it all— i will never be out of this. i will always be the last one.
i feel like the world is conspiring against me
it constantly reminds me that i am small and will always be small. i am doomed and always doomed. i will always be crushed down and everything around me will always crumble. i only have myself, always has been. .
it constantly reminds me that i am small and will always be small. i am doomed and always doomed. i will always be crushed down and everything around me will always crumble. i only have myself, always has been. .
October 24, 2025 at 4:07 PM
i feel like the world is conspiring against me
it constantly reminds me that i am small and will always be small. i am doomed and always doomed. i will always be crushed down and everything around me will always crumble. i only have myself, always has been. .
it constantly reminds me that i am small and will always be small. i am doomed and always doomed. i will always be crushed down and everything around me will always crumble. i only have myself, always has been. .
god please let me out... let me out of this...
October 12, 2025 at 3:49 PM
god please let me out... let me out of this...
Every step we take, every win, every failure... I want to be in it... I hope to find and meet you again— maybe in my next life, I will marry you in a socialist state. Where we are safe and free from this fascism and productively contributing to the society...
September 23, 2025 at 6:26 AM
Every step we take, every win, every failure... I want to be in it... I hope to find and meet you again— maybe in my next life, I will marry you in a socialist state. Where we are safe and free from this fascism and productively contributing to the society...
It seems impossible to live in a socialist society at this generation... So in my mind, I want to live and live again and in every generation. And in every life, I want to be a revolutionary, I want to push for this goal... For genuine land reform, national sovereignty, for our own industry.
September 23, 2025 at 6:24 AM
It seems impossible to live in a socialist society at this generation... So in my mind, I want to live and live again and in every generation. And in every life, I want to be a revolutionary, I want to push for this goal... For genuine land reform, national sovereignty, for our own industry.
I didn't know when it started to die down. The place I used to love just grew dimmer, I could hardly see. It was a mess. I just noticed when I was trying to wake up from that dream. I saw it all. I saw it all die down. I saw it at all that I'm no longer worthy of the effort.
August 9, 2025 at 7:29 PM
I didn't know when it started to die down. The place I used to love just grew dimmer, I could hardly see. It was a mess. I just noticed when I was trying to wake up from that dream. I saw it all. I saw it all die down. I saw it at all that I'm no longer worthy of the effort.
Not until one day, I didn't know when it started– but the frequency has just reduced. I tried every way of lighting things up. I didn't get to try the stone ages way of lighting, but it did get me light up a cigarette. The burning sensation and filling your lungs teaches you that you're alive.
August 9, 2025 at 7:26 PM
Not until one day, I didn't know when it started– but the frequency has just reduced. I tried every way of lighting things up. I didn't get to try the stone ages way of lighting, but it did get me light up a cigarette. The burning sensation and filling your lungs teaches you that you're alive.
I saw it all die down.
We used to burn. Everything used to feel like heavy blankets while being surrounded by stuffed toys. It looks overwhelming, too much, yet it feels right. It's comfortable enough.
We used to burn. Everything used to feel like heavy blankets while being surrounded by stuffed toys. It looks overwhelming, too much, yet it feels right. It's comfortable enough.
August 9, 2025 at 7:23 PM
I saw it all die down.
We used to burn. Everything used to feel like heavy blankets while being surrounded by stuffed toys. It looks overwhelming, too much, yet it feels right. It's comfortable enough.
We used to burn. Everything used to feel like heavy blankets while being surrounded by stuffed toys. It looks overwhelming, too much, yet it feels right. It's comfortable enough.
teka, tungkol pa ba sa bulaklak ng dangwa ito? yung mga sinasabi ko parang bulaklak lang din na tuloy tuloy sa paglago. parang halaman na nag-uugat sa ilalim ng lupa na hindi mo namamalayang kumakalat na pala!
July 5, 2025 at 5:21 PM
teka, tungkol pa ba sa bulaklak ng dangwa ito? yung mga sinasabi ko parang bulaklak lang din na tuloy tuloy sa paglago. parang halaman na nag-uugat sa ilalim ng lupa na hindi mo namamalayang kumakalat na pala!
palaging may dahilan... matututunan mong lamigan ang iyong nararamdaman kasi may dahilan. nakakasira rin ng ulo, ano? nakakainis kasi...
gusto ko na sa simula at huli ng araw ay ramdam ko na para sa akin ang mga bagay na to. na hindi ko na kailangan pang magkaroon ng lungkot sa puso...
gusto ko na sa simula at huli ng araw ay ramdam ko na para sa akin ang mga bagay na to. na hindi ko na kailangan pang magkaroon ng lungkot sa puso...
July 5, 2025 at 5:20 PM
palaging may dahilan... matututunan mong lamigan ang iyong nararamdaman kasi may dahilan. nakakasira rin ng ulo, ano? nakakainis kasi...
gusto ko na sa simula at huli ng araw ay ramdam ko na para sa akin ang mga bagay na to. na hindi ko na kailangan pang magkaroon ng lungkot sa puso...
gusto ko na sa simula at huli ng araw ay ramdam ko na para sa akin ang mga bagay na to. na hindi ko na kailangan pang magkaroon ng lungkot sa puso...
nakaka-bitter, ano? tuwing araw ng mga puso nakakainis na ako yung kailangang sumaya para sa iba. well, nakatanggap naman ako dati pero bakit palagi akong huli?
July 5, 2025 at 5:17 PM
nakaka-bitter, ano? tuwing araw ng mga puso nakakainis na ako yung kailangang sumaya para sa iba. well, nakatanggap naman ako dati pero bakit palagi akong huli?
para akong bata na nanonood ng telenovela. present na present dito yung cheesy na kiligan. yung tradisyonal na ligawan. gusto ko rin siguro nun. hindi, gusto ko talaga.
July 5, 2025 at 5:15 PM
para akong bata na nanonood ng telenovela. present na present dito yung cheesy na kiligan. yung tradisyonal na ligawan. gusto ko rin siguro nun. hindi, gusto ko talaga.
kasama sa bawat talulot ang bawat dahilan na bitbit mo kung bakit ka naroon.
hindi ko ramdam kahit kailan, hindi ko rin naisip. meron ba akong paboritong bulaklak? ni minsan ay hindi ko siya nagustuhan. kahit na iguhit ay ayaw na ayaw ko siyang ginagawa.
nakakainis aminin pero baka inggit lang.
hindi ko ramdam kahit kailan, hindi ko rin naisip. meron ba akong paboritong bulaklak? ni minsan ay hindi ko siya nagustuhan. kahit na iguhit ay ayaw na ayaw ko siyang ginagawa.
nakakainis aminin pero baka inggit lang.
July 5, 2025 at 5:13 PM
kasama sa bawat talulot ang bawat dahilan na bitbit mo kung bakit ka naroon.
hindi ko ramdam kahit kailan, hindi ko rin naisip. meron ba akong paboritong bulaklak? ni minsan ay hindi ko siya nagustuhan. kahit na iguhit ay ayaw na ayaw ko siyang ginagawa.
nakakainis aminin pero baka inggit lang.
hindi ko ramdam kahit kailan, hindi ko rin naisip. meron ba akong paboritong bulaklak? ni minsan ay hindi ko siya nagustuhan. kahit na iguhit ay ayaw na ayaw ko siyang ginagawa.
nakakainis aminin pero baka inggit lang.
nakakalungkot pala na magpunta sa Dangwa... or at least sa akin.
wala naman palang espesyal sa lugar. nagiging espesyal lang siya dahil sa layunin ng mga tao sa pagpunta dun. sobrang cheesy o corny pakinggan ng pagbigay ng bulaklak, ano? pero nandun yung mga ngiti.
wala naman palang espesyal sa lugar. nagiging espesyal lang siya dahil sa layunin ng mga tao sa pagpunta dun. sobrang cheesy o corny pakinggan ng pagbigay ng bulaklak, ano? pero nandun yung mga ngiti.
July 5, 2025 at 5:09 PM
nakakalungkot pala na magpunta sa Dangwa... or at least sa akin.
wala naman palang espesyal sa lugar. nagiging espesyal lang siya dahil sa layunin ng mga tao sa pagpunta dun. sobrang cheesy o corny pakinggan ng pagbigay ng bulaklak, ano? pero nandun yung mga ngiti.
wala naman palang espesyal sa lugar. nagiging espesyal lang siya dahil sa layunin ng mga tao sa pagpunta dun. sobrang cheesy o corny pakinggan ng pagbigay ng bulaklak, ano? pero nandun yung mga ngiti.
to be a pest in the society. to be tagged as someone that's slowing down the success of our own country. we have lived in the streets, in the dark, stripped by our own basic needs just for YOU to be comfortable in your own homes. we are rats. we are pests.
June 5, 2025 at 3:51 AM
to be a pest in the society. to be tagged as someone that's slowing down the success of our own country. we have lived in the streets, in the dark, stripped by our own basic needs just for YOU to be comfortable in your own homes. we are rats. we are pests.
i think there's already a deeper meaning on why i like rats or any of the like.
i've lived the most important parts of my life in a poverty-stricken place. to live in a dark place. to learn to comfortably sleep on a cold and wet bed during stormy nights. to walk barefoot on a muddy floor.
i've lived the most important parts of my life in a poverty-stricken place. to live in a dark place. to learn to comfortably sleep on a cold and wet bed during stormy nights. to walk barefoot on a muddy floor.
June 5, 2025 at 3:50 AM
i think there's already a deeper meaning on why i like rats or any of the like.
i've lived the most important parts of my life in a poverty-stricken place. to live in a dark place. to learn to comfortably sleep on a cold and wet bed during stormy nights. to walk barefoot on a muddy floor.
i've lived the most important parts of my life in a poverty-stricken place. to live in a dark place. to learn to comfortably sleep on a cold and wet bed during stormy nights. to walk barefoot on a muddy floor.
for you i was fearless.
i was afraid of heights. i was so wary one time while crossing a bridge with my friends. i was so scared to slip, fall down, and get crushed beneath. the same bridge we crossed... the world was peaceful. for it is only You that matters when we're together.
i was afraid of heights. i was so wary one time while crossing a bridge with my friends. i was so scared to slip, fall down, and get crushed beneath. the same bridge we crossed... the world was peaceful. for it is only You that matters when we're together.
June 5, 2025 at 2:28 AM
for you i was fearless.
i was afraid of heights. i was so wary one time while crossing a bridge with my friends. i was so scared to slip, fall down, and get crushed beneath. the same bridge we crossed... the world was peaceful. for it is only You that matters when we're together.
i was afraid of heights. i was so wary one time while crossing a bridge with my friends. i was so scared to slip, fall down, and get crushed beneath. the same bridge we crossed... the world was peaceful. for it is only You that matters when we're together.
niluwa mo ang buto— ang simbolo ng pinang galingan nito. hindi mo gusto ang nilalaman nito— siguro ay gusto mo lang ang hitsura nito. hindi ka handang namnamin ang bawat lasa nito. siguro nga'y maselan ka sa pagkain mo, no? pero sa pagiging maselan mo, bakit ako pa ang pinili mo?
June 3, 2025 at 4:33 PM
niluwa mo ang buto— ang simbolo ng pinang galingan nito. hindi mo gusto ang nilalaman nito— siguro ay gusto mo lang ang hitsura nito. hindi ka handang namnamin ang bawat lasa nito. siguro nga'y maselan ka sa pagkain mo, no? pero sa pagiging maselan mo, bakit ako pa ang pinili mo?
binigay ko sayo ang puso ko at hinayaan kitang kainin ito. nakita ko ang pagsabog ng laman nito sa loob ng bibig mo pero niluwa mo.
June 3, 2025 at 4:31 PM
binigay ko sayo ang puso ko at hinayaan kitang kainin ito. nakita ko ang pagsabog ng laman nito sa loob ng bibig mo pero niluwa mo.