Angelica

Perfectly imperfect. In love with beautiful words. 💕

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A Time To Quit

I also have been tempted to turn away from Him in my pain, wondering why a good God would let his children suffer. Yet the Lord has proven abundantly, as He has filled those hollo...

Pagtuklas

Tula para sa mga taong nasa proseso ng pagtuklas. Padayon!

Kalma

Ikaw ang pinaka masaya at pinaka masakit na istorya ko. An open letter for the best love story I never had. Nag umpisa tayo sa kape na nasundan ng isang boteng beer at mga la...

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An Open Letter from NBSB

Life is short, you must allow yourself to be yourself even you’re alone.

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A Letter to the Girl in the Mirror

DEAR YOU, Today, I looked at you and I saw nothing but flaws – I have forgotten how to accept the beauty that you are. I focused too much on that saggy skin, those zits threatening to pop out, that unruly hair, that more-than-average body frame you have, and so much more. Today I looked at...

Kasunduan

Hindi ba’t tayo’y may kasunduan?“Walang iwanan hanggang dulo, pangako yan!”Ngunit bakit ngayon ay nag-iisaNangungulila sa iyong pagsinta Bakit naiwan akong nag-iisa at sabik na sabikSabik sa iyong mga yakap at halikNangungulila at nanabikKahit na alam kong kailanma’y di na babalik Pumikit ako...

To the One who Walked Away

  I love you, but you walked away So okay I’ll be here healing I’ll be here waiting But not for you Of course, not for you I’ll be here waiting for the day When I can genuinely say, “Thank you for walking away” I closed my journal as I finished reading the poem I wrote six years ag...

I Wait Because I Can

It is a sunny Saturday afternoon. I sit here in my favorite coffee shop watching people around me. Somehow, this has become a hobby of mine – to watch ordinary people going about their daily lives. To my left, I see this group of friends all too focused on one girl who’s seemingly going through som...