Nanuod ako ng episode nung isang gabi ng PBB. All about Family issues. Yung si Loisa and si Maris nakausap yung Dad nila and ask one thing, if their Dads still love their mothers?. Nakaka-relate ako syempre kasi somehow, medyo may pagkakahawig yung stories naman. Pero ang nakapagpaluha talaga saken ay yung moments ng mga housemates with their dads.
Lalo kong na-miss yung tatay ko. Di tulad ng iba kong kapatid, sobra akong close sa tatay ko. He is my first boyfriend. Siya yung alam kong lalakeng never ako iiwan at sasaktan. Nung mga nakaraang buwan, akala ko natagpuan ko na yung lalakeng pwede kong mahalin. lalakeng gagawin ang lahat para mapasaya lang ako. Yung lalakeng ipaparamdam kung gaano ako ka-espesyal. Akala ko talaga siya na yun. Yung lalakeng maihaharap ko sa tatay ko. Yung tipong ipapakilala na, “Pang, eto nga po pala siya, yung mahal ko, yung boyfriend ko.”
Pero sabi ko na nga ba, akala lang yun e. maling akala. Masakit kasi akala mo siya na yung magiging sunod, siya na yung magpaparamdam sayo kung paano magmamahal ang isang lalake. I’m seeing my dad in him. Maalaga, sobrang mabait at responsable. Yun nga lang, may isang bagay silang pinagkaiba, Siya sinaktan ako, at ang tatay ko hindi.
Every time nasasaktan ako, I just go ahead towards my dad, hug him so tight and the only thing that he told me is that, “It’s okay to get hurt, at least, you learned.” Gusto ko syang yakapin kasi alam kong kahit mahalin ko siya, alam kong mamahalin din niya ako. Maswerte ako kasi may tatay akong nandyan palagi para sakin para ipaalala na, HINDI LAHAT NG LALAKE SASAKTAN KA.
Kaya kung may tatay ka pa, always let them know how much you love them, at kung sakali man na wala na sila, Prayer is one way of communicating with them.
Imagine Loki playing with your newborn son by changing his face into various funny forms. Suddenly you hear a shout of laughter, and turn around to see that Loki has turned his head into a blowfish figure.
On our darkest day, when we’re miles away
sun will come, we will find our way home
I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep, and there are no words for that.I miss you.I miss you spooning me.Come home baby.
I’ll tell you this. You do not love him. Love doesnt mean controlling. It doesn’t mean that you have the power over him just because he’s with you. That’s not love. That’s only possession. You see him a s a thing and not a companion. You see him as a fvcking tangible thing and not a friend. You are hurting him!
You keep on nagging him to do what you want him to do. Say what you want him to say and drag him to hell everytime he disappoints you. I mean seriouslyyyy?. If you’re not happy with him, you could just let him go and be happy with your own life. It’s no longer love that makes him stay with your side, it’s merely taking his responsibility.
Rachel flirts. <3