No internet connection is better than slow fucking internet connection.
Parang love, mas maganda ng straight to the point para minsanang sakit kesa sa paunti unti na parang mercy killing.
It’s three in the morning and I woke up to the soothing sound of the rain’s lullaby being accompanied by the low rumble of the thunder. The world is asleep and darkness surrounds me. I placed my hand on the top of my chest and my heart is not breaking like how I am used to it. My eyes are dry from tears and my mind is not as chaotic as it always is. Tonight, it is peaceful and I am not sleeping with the sadness and pain the way I used to. I can’t believe I’ve spent so many nights burying myself with everything that hurt. I have made myself too comfortable with the presence of pain that when it left, I felt unusual. It’s not that I am craving for it. It’s just that I feel like it just took a break somewhere and it would arrive soon but then it didn’t. I could feel my whole being free from the shackles that used to bind me with misery. I could feel myself being in control to the waves of emotions inside me. It has been going on for a while now and I can’t help but smile as I acknowledge my victory against my monsters.
It’s possible that you can slide into someone’s skin easy and that’s maybe what loving you feels like. Like tectonic plates rubbing against each other and causing disturbances, because I guess that you’re in him too and the you in him and the you in you are moving together.