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Feith🌷 :

grabe ka namn papa dudut😭

mahanahᥫ᭡ :

kakagising kolang yahhh!!

Halimaw mag relapse. :

time check 12:43 am

Chlo. :

How do you let go of something that was never clearly yours to begin with? No labels, no promises, no clear beginning, and somehow no clear ending either, just feelings that grew in the spaces between conversations, in the pauses, in the late night thoughts, and in the little things that slowly started to mean far too much. It’s strange, isn’t it? To hurt this deeply over something that was never officially yours. When people ask what happened, you can’t even explain it properly, because what do you even say? That nothing happened, and somehow that nothing ruined you? That there was never an us, but you still found yourself grieving like there was? That’s the cruelest part about an unlabeled connection, there’s no breakup to point at, no final conversation, no ending anyone else can understand, just a quiet distance that slowly turns into silence. And still, it hurts like losing someone you loved with your whole heart. Maybe even more, because there was never any closure, never any certainty, only unanswered questions and the unbearable weight of what could have been. You keep telling yourself they were never yours, that there was never really an us, that you should move on because there was technically nothing to lose, but your heart doesn’t care about technicalities. It only remembers how they made you feel, how someone who never even knew they were becoming your whole world somehow became the hardest person to live without. So now you’re left grieving memories that were never officially memories, grieving a person who was never truly yours, grieving a love that had no name but somehow took up all the space inside your chest. And maybe that’s why it’s so hard to move on, because how do you heal from a wound no one can see? How do you bury something that never even got the chance to live, when it still feels painfully alive inside you? Maybe that’s the saddest kind of love, the kind that never got the chance to exist, but still left behind the deepest kind of pain.

kyojay :

finding ka streak -Maldita -laging active -Mataray -pandak -clingy -nag g goodmorning at goodnight

RA_FA_EL🏀 :

kaka open kolang ng TikTok relapse agad

Okinawa :

ohh ito!kanino na?

R y o o :

di lahat ng masarap ay masarap

SOPHIA✨🌷💯 :

kanino na

hanie♊ :

Tagay sa oh🫂

Kristine Quipanes :

nathalie casama :

Ikaw poba Yung sa radio??

Christoff John :

kuya kanina kapa dumadaan sa fyp ko masakit na tama na awat na

Lasmar Estañero :

Anong point?

Kurt :

aba bat lagi tong nadaan sa fyp ko nu meron!!??

J :

kakagising ko lng po relapse ba agad? 😭

. :

lala ano to almusal

Bongo :

Message ito sa pinaka minamahal kong babae: maraming salamat sa lahat po...salamat sa pag mamahal mo....salamat sa pag punta sa buhay ko...tandaan mo po...mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal na mahalllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll kita po∞.....im really sorry for everything I did ngayon na araw lalo na nung nakaraan....Ingat kayo palagi...God bless you and your family....I love you soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much baby.....maraming salamat sa lahat na ginawa mo para maging masaya ako at ma feel loved....

nikki :

kakagising ko lang eh.

•Jerome :

ito ba almusal ko?

. :

is this my almusal?

kai :

greatest love, greatest pain☹️☹️

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