“This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you’re going to mess up sometimes, it’s a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you’re going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they’ll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they’re your true best friends. Don’t let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they’ll come and go too. And babe, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can’t give up because if you give up, you’ll never find your soul mate. You’ll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn’t mean you’re gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don’t, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life’s a beautiful thing and there’s so much to smile about.”—Marilyn Monroe (via quote-book)
so i was looking through your birthday album & i started to tear up.. i hate myself so much for not being there & if i could do anything to turn back time and spend that day with you i would. after that it was only a couple of months till you left.. seeing how happy you were in the pictures made me cry because i wasn’t there to see it & a be a reason why you were smiling. mama always said, ” don’t be mad at me if daddy leaves & you didn’t spend enough time with him.” i don’t blame her. i never would. i just blame myself. i don’t think i ever apologized for not being there.. i’m sorry daddy.. i love you so much.. it still hurts..
kuya’s a nurse now & i know how proud you are of him. we all are & he can help mama. next will be me, i promise. i know this school is hard & i’m struggling, but i know your guiding me & giving me the strength i need to finish. i want you & mama to be proud of me too.
Girl:I don't know. I need your boring voice to put me to sleep. Wanna tell me a story? Hehehe.
Boy:Hahah, you're lucky that you're cute. How about I read you Dear John.
- Boy reads Dear John-
- 15 minutes later-
Boy:Hahah, you always knock out within 15 minutes. Your snores are cute. Babe, I really love you. I really do. Sometimes I might show that I dont give a fuck. But I do. I never want to lose you. I know it's cheesy, but this is how I feel. This is REAL. I know I'm not the best thing out there, but I'm trying to be one of your best ever. Thank you babe, thank you for choosing a messed up guy like me to be your boyfriend. Thank you for being mine. I honestly can't see myself with anyone else but you babe. I know I say I love you too many times, but each time I say it, my feeling grows more & more for you. Thanks for listening babe. I'll still be on the phone if you need anything. Goodnight babe & sweet dreams. I won't let the bed bugs bite you.
It’s been fourteen years, today, since i last saw you. I was 2 years old then. Mommy said you were still at work while i stand staring at the door waiting patiently for you to come home.
I remember running around in this big, green playground with kuya, ysay and aj. All of our family and friends were there, but i couldnt find you for some reason. you must’ve been playing hide and seek with us and was hiding behind the stone with your name on it. I dont know why, but mommy was crying that day. she probably just had a boo boo.
Time went by and i’m still waiting for you to come home from work. you probably had to deliver mail all the way across the country or something. i was sad because you had to miss my fourth birthday. I’m in kindergarten now, and i probably had forgotten about you cuz you never came home like mommy said you would. when my friends asked where you were i had to tell them you “passed away.” i never really knew what that meant to be honest. it never really hit me that “passing away” meant being dead until i got a little older. and even then i didnt know what “death” was. Does that mean my daddy will come back home one day? that would be the best day ever…
Years passed and i grew up learning that this is how a family should be: mom, kuya, and me. it never really occurred to me that i was supposed to have a dad in the family until i was 14 when mom decides to tell me your story. pretty late huh? i guess its cuz i was just “too innocent” or “too young” to understand anything.
Im sixteen years old now and i dream about what coulda , shoulda, would’ve been if it hadnt rained that day you were driving to work. it must’ve been raining pretty hard if you swerved across that freeway… its my junior year in high school. i wish you could see how much ive grown up. mom says i grow up too fast.. kuya’s heading off to college real soon. i wish you can watch him graduate this june. he doesn’t know it but im really gonna miss him when he leaves. Although i dont know much about you i still think of you often. i also think about what my life would be like if you were still alive. i’d always hope you would be proud of me. mom doesn’t show much emotion about school so i kinda got away with a couple c’s on my report card last semester. im pretty sure i have disappointed you..
ive made lots of friends at my school. we all talk about having a debut or what our dream debut would be like. ive been to several and there’s this dance called, the “father-daughter dance.” i always shed a tear during that part. i try my best not to let anyone see. and when i get home i cry at night knowing i can never have what the debutante is blessed with.
We had a mass for you last night. it was special. we had a family get together to celebrate your memorial. we prayed for you and the priests even let me play the piano for the mass too. mom says to pray to my guardian angel every night. i believe that you’re my guardian angel watching over me when i sleep. and even though you’re not here with me in person, i still feel your presence. i dont know you, but i love you, daddy, and i wish that one day you will appear at the doorstep like mommy said, so we can all be a family again.
love always, mallory
This girl, Mallory, is one of the strongest and sweetest girls you’ll ever meet.
Mallory Marto <3 you’re amazing.
I teared up. What Jesska said. (: I love you, Mallory!
His Best Friend:What makes you say that? What did she do wrong?
Boy:Well, for one.. She only cared about her appearance. Always had to look good, always took forever to get dressed! So insecure..
His Best Friend:So, you broke her heart because she wanted to keep your eyes locked on her? She wanted you to see that you have the prettiest girl under your sleeve and not think otherwise? I see..
Boy:Oh.. Well.. She’d often call me or text me asking where I am, who I’m with, telling me not to smoke, not to drink. She’s so clingy!
His Best Friend:So, you broke her heart because she cares about your well being? Because she cares about you a lot? And her greatest fear is losing you. I see..
Boy:But.. Uhh.. Well, she’d always cry when I say something slightly mean. She can’t handle anything. She’s a crybaby!
His Best Friend:So, you broke her heart because she has feelings? And because she just wanted to hear you say you love her? I see..
Boy:I.. Well! You know, she’d get jealous easily. I could barely talk to other girls! She’s so annoying! I had to hide it from her so she wouldn’t bitch about it.
His Best Friend:So, you broke her heart because she just wanted you to commit to her? She thought you were faithful, but you lied so she could find out later and hurt even more? She just wanted the guy she loves the most to love only her. I see..
His Best Friend:You broke up with her because she’s good for you? She just wanted the best for you? She’s broken now because you were selfish. Are you proud?
Boy:I broke her heart.. Because I couldn’t see what was happening.. What happened to me?
His Best Friend:You lost the girl that loved you like no one else could. You see? You didn’t want her when all she ever wanted was you. THAT’S what happened.
The best relationship is when you two can act like lovers and best friends. It’s when you have more playful moments than serious moments. It’s when you can joke around, let each other have piggy backs, have unexpected hugs and random kisses. It’s when you two give each other that specific stare and just smile. It’s when you’ll rather stay in to watch movies, eat junk food and cuddle, than go out all the time. It’s when you’ll stay up all night just to settle your arguments and problems. It’s when you can completely act yourself and they can still love you for who you are.