starlight_express⭐️

It's okay to not be part of someone else's story. You have your own.  In your story, you can continue facing the elevator walls to avoid eye contact with other people. You can always listen to loud music through your earphones when you have no choice but to sit with others during lunch. You can always go out of the office building through the fire exit finding peace with the dark and quiet staircase.  It's okay to go against the plot that is written by the people around you. You may be the antagonist in their story, but you are the protagonist of your own. In your story, you can always find peace and happiness in your lonely, taking deep breaths and finding  comfort all by yourself. And that's completely okay.  x

        This was me on top of the Gungal Rock at Mt. Ulap. It was so high I remember myself really nervous, and my feet felt like they're freezing due to the height and the fact that for just 10 seconds of being stupid, I might fall for how many meters above sea levels. But I thought that time, if I won't do it this time, when?  That was weeks ago, and it's exactly what I'm questioning myself right now. If I do not focus on my family right now, when? If I do not do good in my job right now, when? And if I do not care for myself to heal from all the negativities around me, when? I'm writing this because there really are times when I find it hard to focus on my family, care for my job, and care for myself all at the same time. No matter what I do, everything just seems to be out-of-balanced and I always end up blaming myself for not being good enough to be good at everything I do. And if I won't take actions to balance all those, when will I be at peace

Do not look down on me just because you know a certain English word and I don't. Do not look down on me just because you've watch that famous movie and I don't. Do not look down on me just because you know how to use chopsticks and I don't. Do not look down on me just because you are wearing pretty dress and heels when I'm just in my t-shirt and jeans. Do not look down on me just because you're "classy" when I am here loud and laughing trying to make everybody happy. Do not look down on me just because you've been visiting countries and I'm in my dorm trying to figure out how to make ends meet with my hard-earned money. Do not look down on me just because you regularly chats with your boyfriend when I am here still fucking single! I don't care about everything you have right now, honey. I don't care about your expensive clothes, your rebonded hair, your imported perfumes nor your hi-tech gadgets. I don't care about your

There's no reason, there's no rhyme I found myself blindsided by A feeling that I've never known I'm dealing with it on my own Phone is quiet, walls are bare I drink myself to sleep, who cares? No one even has to know I'm dealing with it on my own DAMN BECAUSE IT'S A STRANGE FEELING THAT SHE CAN'T IGNORE! Is it love? No. It's just a petty crush. Is it really deep? No. It's just petty, like a happy crush. A happy crush. A HAPPY CRUSH! But she's not happy. She's not happy. SHE IS NOT HAPPY. Damn, because she feels overjoyed when he's around even though she feels uncomfortable. And now that she can't be with him, it's just too unfair that he's living his life without heavy baggage and here she is, being crazy seeing him in every person she is with and talks to and in every thing that used to be connected to him. Damn because no one knows about this and she's scared that anyone

I feel like I'm trapped with the things that I am doing now and not with the things that I am supposed to do. My dreams are locked up somewhere deep within me that I know I should be getting, but there is always something in me that is just ignoring those possibilities because I know my own ability. I am someone who wants this, but can't do this. Someone who doesn't like that, but still can be found doing that. People say those who never take risks are cowards and will never be successful and will never be genuinely happy in life for they will never be satisfied with the things they don't really like in the first place. But what if I know my own self despite of all confusions? That I can excel on the things I am now doing and not on the things I am passionate about? What if I excel on the things I put my time and effort to, not on the things I'm supposed to be doing which is what was expected of me and what everyone else is doing? I am a woman in her twenti