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EXPOSITUS
Infinite. Alive. Unlimited.

Infinite

take 2


My personal haven of escape

* INTERGALLACTICSPACEWARRIORINDISGUISE *

Mia Bautista; ASPIRANT
TRUE BLUE && PLAID SKIRTS ALL THE WAY
♥ LIFE! Food, Theater, Softball && Communications

COLLEGE SOPHOMORE; QC

Rant blog is rant. Just sayin' ya'll! PEACE OUT!
Bandaids


[] Dean's Lister
[] Own legit school jacket
[] Audition for a role I want
[] Get the role
[X] Get an A in (at least) one subject : PE 1st year/2nd sem =))
[] Take a culinary class
[X] let *ano* and *ehem* know I exist and befriend them :">
[] Travel the world ♥
[] Slap someone
[] Throw a glass of liquid in someone's face
[] Do a confrontation without tears
[] Stay awake for 24 hours straight
[/] Watch a play/movie alone
[] Have a LOTR movie marathon
[] Have a HP movie marathon
[] BAKE a cake/cupcake/pastry
[] Have a movie marathon at a sleep over in someone's house
[] find purpose in life
[] find SOMEONE worth it
[X] Get a job while still in school
[] Have a random exhilarating adventure with someone
[] Get to sing for a band
[] Write a story
[] Write a script
[] Direct a video/documentary
[] Get my work published
[] Learn to play an instrument
[] Learn to dance
[] Look good in braces
[] Shave half of my head [] Get another piercing [] Get inked [] Get a driver's license
Rewind

November 2011 | December 2011 | January 2012 | February 2012 | March 2012 | April 2012 | May 2012 | September 2012 | October 2012 | November 2012 |

Affiliates

Mary De los Santos
Tin Sartorio
Astrid Ocampo
Vanessa Miranda
Ivanne Laxamana
Katrina Pernecita
Kamille Reynoso
Toph Doncillo
MV Isip
Sara Alarcon
Mert Andrade
Jayne Gusayko
Credits

Designer: Eunice
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Icon: Eunice
Background: FivePointsApart
Inner Turmoil
Friday, December 23, 2011 @ 8:21 PM

This will be my most emotional post to date.

I'm actually just trying to control the chaos that's inside of me.

It's been 2 months since you left. You mother fucking asshole. You weak ass shit hole. I've been trying to move-on ever since we decided that things wouldn't work out anymore. I respected your reasons, turns out they were lies. Lies to cover-up the painful reality your coward personality couldn't bare to let me know.

I sit here typing words to release this madness that I thought I've dispelled. I keep wiping my tears as they uncontrollably fall down my cheeks. God. I write so melodramatically but then it's what I really feel. I do not write to please people, most things I do are not for the satisfaction of people who are insignificant to my life. They are for my own reasons.

More or less, I've calmed down. I just need to get this out my system so then, I can let go and move-on with my life.

I can honestly say that I am happy with my life. Although it's not perfect, I'm still happy with it.

I just can't fathom the fact that you played me asshole, and like the freaking stupid girl that I am, I let you. I let you come into my life and leave me just like that. I let myself be exposed to you and give you the satisfaction you wanted. I feel so angry. I feel so used. I know I can't change or erase those 5 months we had together. I know I should accept it but I can't forgive myself for the stupidity I've done.

Especially during the last weeks of August and the whole of September. I should've known. I should've listen to my instincts when they were telling me something was wrong. For a smart girl, I was fucked up dumb.

I admit that there might still be hints of bitterness in me. Can you blame me for feeling this way?

*just then some shit that's gonna make me rage like fuck happened*

to be continued when I have calmed down.