He’s handsome. He’s popular. He’s cool., swag, and yes he’s kind and sweet. An every girl’s dream. but, he’s already taken. His heart is taken for someone else. And he’s deeply INLOVE with his girlfriend. He’s not just good in his physical appearance but also in the inside. If there’s one word that describes him, it’s “RARE”. Yes he is, he is really rare. He’s different. His girlfriend is really lucky to have him. I don’t know what kind of feeling do I feel for him, all I know is that I feel also lucky and great to feel a little bit special for him. Maybe he doesn’t treat me special but I can feel it. Just the simple time he has. I know I’m a little bit special for him. It’s bad to assume but, that’s what I feel. But duh, I’m not saying that he has something for me. I’m just thankful for the kind of friendship we have. Maybe for him it’s just a normal one but for me it’s something special
My dad isn’t perfect. Yes he commits mistakes but he’s still trying to be the perfect and best father! What hurts is when someone judges him. It breaks my heart. Dad and I aren’t that close but I care for him because his my father and I love him very much! “You’re dad is a bastard” “He’s spending your money is casinos, in alcohols” “Sometimes he’s not coming home at night, we’re in the world is he? Why is it that he’s coming home late? Sometimes it’s already past midnight?” THOSE ARE INSULTS! Those words are slaps on my face! And it hurts a lot because their judging my king. Other’s says “Why don’t you answer them! Why don’t you fight for your dad?” I said “I can’t because maybe it’s true” what hurts here is because maybe it’s true. My dad is not like the other dads that’s very kind, and hard working. But still he’s my father. No body’s perfect. Just like what I’ve said we’re not that close, I, we, don’t know if what’s he’s going through. My dad doesn’t just serve us but the whole town. He’s the head of all the Batangas captains no wonder why he’s busy. I know he’s trying to be the best. We don’t have the right to judge him. Others said you’re a bastard but for me you’re my King, my Dad, and my Hero. 💕 and I love you so much 💞
So let’s pretend we don’t care, because eventually we won’t, because caring makes it so much harder to try and move on.
I’m sorry I’m moody, angry, cantankerous, dismal, fickle, glum, huffy, impulsive, ill-tempred, introspective, irritable, sulky hasty, peevish, sensitive, prickly, quick-tempred, cranky, petulant… I’m sorry, that’s it. I’m sorry I turned out to be this way.
I know how some girls don’t want to start the conversation, I know how they feel stupid after a chat and how they think of their replies over and over again. I know how much they can miss one person and what they’re willing to do. So, little guy, I know when boys want to avoid girls and I know how you try to avoid me. Go on, it’s working.