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slowly make your way into my heart and leave your fears outside my front door. by the end of the day, we can dance around with no shoes on and jump on our beds until we get tired. maybe we could also kiss a little in between our smiles.
I dreamt about you today. You were so real, it felt so real. I hope youre having a wonderful day.
i’m guessing this has been in my inbox for yearsss but hope you’re having a wonderful life ◡̈
Thank God for tumblr mutuals na mulat, may pakialam, may ipinaglalaban, at may paninindigan. Ika nga ng tagline ng college org ko tuwing Campus Debate, "Makinig, tumugon, makialam."
I know how hard and exhausting it is to take a stand. Sobrang circus na ng pulitika dito sa bansa at sa sobrang daming information at misinformation na umiikot, it doesn't help na parang allergic pa sa facts yung mga ka-debate mo. Or ina-acknowledge yung facts pero di nauunawaan yung bigat na kaakibat dito. Kaya sobrang I feel moved whenever I see people here taking the time and effort to educate people about political issues. Sobrang proud ako sa inyo sana pwede ko kayo yakapin isa-isa nang mahigpit!
same. proud ako sa mutuals ko na willing mang-educate at patient at hindi condescending. nakakatuwa. sana nga ganto sa lahat ng platforms. saka sa gantong arguments at communication dapat willing maging humble ang isa’t isa. be open to the fact that sometimes you may be wrong too kahit sa anong side pa yan.
YES THIS IS IMPORTANT
It’s never too late to educate ourselves. I hope the one who posted about Marcos will not see this as an attack, but rather a chance to be informed about why people are so pressed with another Marcos running for power again. We have the means and privilege to research and learn facts, so let’s do that. #NeverAgain
Ang aga-aga may nakikita akong Marcos apologist sa dashboard. I'd like to respond to him directly, pero ayoko na kasing magkaroon pa ng traction 'yung misinformed opinion niya.
So, I'm making a new post altogether. Kulayan ko na rin at i-bold 'yung ibang parts para maganda rin sa mata. 😂
Kasi una sa lahat, hindi maitatago ng literal na colorful words niyo 'yung part na ipinagtatanggol niyo ang pamilya ng mga magnanakaw.
Pero para maiwasan ang mahulog sa misinformation, please take time to watch Batas Militar on YouTube. It's free, it's informative, and basically answers most of the questions and clarifies wrong impressions on Martial Law.
Bakit idineklara ang Martial Law?
Papano ito humantong sa ganung sitwasyon?
Anong mga magagandang bagay at paglabag sa batas ang mga nangyari noon?
I swear, hindi sayang ang oras niyo rito. Watch it HERE!
And then ask yourselves: "Bakit ba ako nasasaktan na may iilang hecklers ni Sandro Marcos, pero hindi ako nasasaktan para sa mga taong naging biktima ng batas militar?"
Ito rin, itanong niyo sa sarili niyo: "Bakit ako nagagalit na nabastos si Sandro, pero hindi ako nagagalit para sa kapwa Pilipino kong nanakawan at ibinaon sa utang?"
Ito pa: "Bakit ang response ko lang sa mga kasalanan ng mga Marcos ay 'to accept and to prayers sa mga family mo at mga biktima,' pero gumawa ako ng dedicated rant sa mga bumatikos kay Sandro Marcos?"
You can't repetitively talk about human ethics, say you're pro-country and then defend a family of murderers and thieves. Make it make sense, dude.
On more thing, stop hiding in the guise of "neutrality" maipagtanggol niyo lang ang pamilya ng mga magnanakaw at mamamatay tao.
—and no pressure, but make it fast. Kasi may garapal na nais bumalik sa kapangyarihan and we cannot allow that to happen.
So ayun—now let's talk about the arguments that he raised.
1. "Hindi pa ipinanganak noong Martial Law."
I don't think anyone in this platform lived during that time naman. But historical accounts exist, and you cannot discount them with the argument na "victors write history."
Why? Because history can be revisited, history can be revised, history is only relatively true until new facts come up.
The thing is, lahat kasi ng mga lumalabas tungkol sa mga Marcoses only support the fact that atrocities were committed against the country. One of the most recent ones that I've heard of is this:
Imelda Marcos convicted of graft, sentenced to prison
Kung hindi ka naniniwala sa first-hand accounts ng mga biktima, sa mga history books, documentaries, and news archives back in the day — then tell us kung saan at kanino galing ang information para hindi ka tinatawag na misinformed.
2. "Gitna ako. May mali mga Marcos, may mali mga Dilawan."
Then condemn then both! Hindi neutrality ang pagbi-bring up ng kasalanan ng mga Aquino just to make the Marcoses look good.
Ang issue kasi rito ay pinagtatanggol mo ang Marcoses and you're giving them the benefit of the doubt when in fact history makes it completely clear that atrocities have been committed. This isn't about the Aquinos, but kung para sa'yo ganun 'yun then:
Pareho silang mga oportunista who do not deserve a position in the government. Period.
3. 'Yung nangyari lang naman kay Sandro Marcos ang issue. Ano bang kasalanan ni Sandro Marcos?
I'm extremely sensitive about this subject kasi I was one of the people who fell for the Marcos propaganda prior to 2016. I was one of those who repeatedly said na "wala namang kasalanan si BBM/Sandro, bakit niyo siya sinusugod?"
I even debated with this logic back in college — and in retrospect, fuck, that was so embarrassing. And thank rold hindi pa ako nakakaboto noon.
Here's the thing kasi, BBM, Sandro, and the rest of their family have been living off the money that has been stolen from the country and then refuse to acknowledge it. They turn a blind eye on their misgivings in the past and then just expect the rest of the nation to forget.
Wala man lang acknowledgement, wala man lang apology — kahit na bare minimum na ang mga ito.
The biggest insult of all: ipinalibing pa ang family patriarch sa Libingan ng mga Bayani na parang deserve niyang ihimlay roon.
So yeah, balik tayo sa original question kanina:
Bakit mas galit pa kayo sa hecklers ng pamilya ng magnanakaw kesa sa mismong mga magnanakaw?
4. May freedom of expression tayo.
I'm bringing this up kasi I saw him use this argument in one of his replies.
Ironic, too, kasi freedom of speech was one of the rights attacked by Martial Law back in the day. Media was state-controlled and outlets were not permitted to post anything critical against the administration. Dissent was also silenced by fear after the writ of habeas corpus was suspended.
Nakakatawa, kasi the freedom that allows you to post your misinformed opinion was the one of the things that were restored after Martial Law was abolished.
Anyway, I've seen his recent posts that he's willing to learn naman from a couple of people. So this post isn't just directed towards him, but to those who agree with his opinion para may opportunity rin kayo to re-evaluate your take on this issue.
Anyway, good day and best wishes to everyone! Get registered and please, please, vote wisely.
I’ve spent my 18 years of life trying to be okay with the fact that humans fade in and out of each others’ lives. No matter how I think about it, I can’t make it sound romantic or poetic. To those who have already passed through my life and to those who eventually will: I love you. I miss you. The back door will always be unlocked if you ever feel like coming home.
today’s casual magic: i woke up before my alarm and it was raining outside 🌧 cozy cozy weather i love this!!!!
happy weekend! what’s your casual magic today?
today’s additional casual magic: i had laksa and tofu for lunch. saw a pretty sunset after a long time. had soju and wine with friends 🤍
𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚'𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄: 𝒘𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒕 5:30𝒂𝒎 + 𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕 + 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 + 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆 🤍🤍
omg this feels like a ghibli film!!!!! especially the last one :)) must have been great to be outdoors!! 🍃
today's casual magic: i woke up at 5 am (very unusual for me!!) and had ham & eggs + pineapple juice for breakfast 🪄✨
AHHH MIKA!!!! this sounds so nice!! i wish every morning started like this 🤍✨ have a great weekend, bb! I LOVE YOU AS ALWAYS
today’s casual magic: i woke up before my alarm and it was raining outside 🌧 cozy cozy weather i love this!!!!
happy weekend! what’s your casual magic today?
i. i frequently walk along crowded hallways and somehow mastered the art of just passing through without anyone noticing me. i always try to keep my pace steady and my eyes fixed on the road, for i am afraid to be seen carrying a misery that i can’t explain.
ii. i may have moved to a different city and met new people, but the emotional walls that i have built over the years have remained incredibly strong and continued to endure the changes. when did we start associating vulnerability with weakness? some days i long to be seen, yet on most days i despise being known.
iii. i can’t seem to handle the tension when someone takes notice of my existence. but i guess if the attention is from the right person, he can feel free to pierce right through my soul. and maybe when we’re both willing to take the risk, we can find a way to make it work.
iv. is it possible to take a leap of faith while your whole body trembles before you take the jump? if yes, then i guess this is how i will look like right before i fall. then i will gradually walk towards you—slow but persistent. hold my gaze until my hands stop shaking.
v. love doesn’t need to be grand to matter and it doesn’t hold a lower significance just because it’s mediocre. i don’t need violence and tears as an assurance that we are doing this right. i’d rather have a boring love. quiet. simple. warm. comfortable. i’ll take it as long as it’s with you.
everything felt familiar yet i still wasn’t able to fully grasp the moment. it took me a while to admit that i made a mistake. a miscalculated risk. perhaps i grew tired of the same setup, but i knew deep down in my heart that it was mostly because i got scared. i thought i was doing myself a favor when in fact i was just consoling myself for being so terrified to open up. i made up different excuses so i could earn the right to grieve. and in the end, i still got badly injured despite having enough time to brace for impact. and no, it’s not the type of pain that leaves you looking like a mess. there were no tears. no swollen eyes. no screams. this type of pain, however, has the audacity to make you smile from time to time. it warms your heart then closely followed by a deep, long sigh. it makes you reminisce the potential.
sometimes, i think about all the good things that could have happened. i’m pretty sure i will get a little clumsy on the first date. i will still continue to act cool though and pretend that your presence doesn’t affect me at all. i would have laughed at all your jokes, but of course my competitive self will not allow you to win. so i will double the effort until we both try to catch our breath from laughing too much.
it’s nice to reminisce the potential as there is no end in sight. how can we ruin something that hasn’t started yet? it’s the fear that stops me from doing anything really. i could have ran after you, like a desperate woman begging for a second chance. who cares? i will love deeply even if it doesn’t make sense at all. but then again, the chapters have been abandoned. the characters have left. the pen has ran out ink. there were never enough moments to write about anyway.
maybe all we need is someone interested enough to knock on our doors. come in. take a seat and make yourself comfortable. there’s nothing special here, but i swear if everything works out, it will be my pleasure to make you smile and laugh for the rest of your life.
this year’s Christmas was no different from the previous ones—simple and intimate. but unlike the past few years, i no longer envy the happiness of other people. i no longer wallow in resentment and stay numb until the celebration is over. this time i assured myself that it’s okay if i can’t keep up with the world and i don’t feel as festive as everyone else. i remember feeling like an impostor who greeted everyone with enthusiasm when in fact, my chest felt tight and heavy behind closed doors. this year’s celebration, however, was calm yet warm, quiet yet fulfilling. it was the kind of silence that filled my heart with a different kind of contentment. i have finally recognized that the dissimilarity is not something that i should i weep for. sure, the pang of sadness is still there, but it is finally subsiding. little by little. and in time it will completely be extinguished. and when it happens, i will make sure that i am still here to witness it. cheers xx
life updates in bullets
anyway, i know that we’ve all got a lot of things to deal with right now. it’s a lot. so i hope we continue to look out for each other and stay safe! xx
it dawned on me that a part of being too private has nothing to do with privacy alone, but it also acts as a security blanket and a defense mechanism. well, at least for me. am i hiding something? not particularly. often times i find it hard to be in the spotlight because sooner or later, people will eventually take notice.
i suppose all of us are carrying a story within us. an interesting narrative that is prompted only when someone asks the right question—a genuine concern paired with the attempt to actually listen and understand. and the barriers fall on cue. finally, someone took the time to ask the hard questions that we have all been trying to ignore. so lay your weapons down and let people in. and as the walls of fear are gradually replaced by trust, you’ll be surprised to know how liberating it feels like to allow yourself to breathe.
and in those rare moments of vulnerability, you feel closer to other people and most importantly—to yourself.
