Slow dancing in a burning room. // bestdudetteever: heyitsmika: This is me right...

So let me tell you something. I live in the city, so my lungs are probably filled with noxious gases that will one day kill me. My idea of exercise is to get up from bed, get my laptop from the desk, go back to bed, put my laptop on…well, my lap, and try to plug it into its charger without moving from the bed.

I am a Filipino, but I cannot speak our native language to save my life. I am also not the most caring or hospitable person on the block, so shame on me, I guess. You’re probably saying that I am a shite Filipino, but yes, I totally admit that.

However, like any classic Filipino, there is nothing I love more than loud music, and singing off-key, on the top of my lungs on an old, beat-up, karaoke machine.

The name is Reese. I’m 14; I was born on January 18th, and I’m a High School Junior at the Abba’s Orchard School. I live in the Philippines. Once I get out of the hellhole that is high school, I will take up Journalism, hopefully in this school called Ateneo De Manila University, or De La Salle University. If all else fails, I could just commit suppoku, but then I’m too much of a narcissistic fag to do so. I will become the most badass rockstar/lawyer one day. Just you wait and see.

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bestdudetteever:

heyitsmika:

This is me right now. I won’t hide the fact that until now, I am still hurt because of what happened. I hope those people who have hurt me feels the way I am feeling right now. They say, being happy is the best revenge but how can I be if I am still hurting deep down inside.

I will be happy eventually. All of us pass in this kind of feeling or situation in ourlives because we are all human. We love, live and get hurt. The sad fact is that everynight as I sit alone infront of this laptop, I always feel sad. I want to have an accompany to channel my melancholic emotion into a bliss. I want to sleep but this pain in my chest keeps me awake. I don’t know when I will be okay. I keep on praying that this wound I have inside would be gone and I will be the old Mika that I knew before. I just don’t know where to start.

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