Zang, karon rako kamata sukad natulog ko atong domingo. haha. excuses. Anyway, belated happy birthday and many more boys to come! Keep ‘em coming! Nothing beats a bunch of boys behind you.
I miss you. I miss the hell out of you. From sunrise to sundown you’re the one I think of, and it’s not even fair, not even right. It totally doesn’t make sense. The memories that I want to forget keeps coming back. It seems that they don’t want to leave yet or not even at all. The shirts that I wear, you wore. The things that I use, you’ve used. Everything I own reminds me of you.
“Have you forgotten me? Grown mindless of me? Tell me I am not writing into an abyss or that is what will become of my heart.” - indigo
THE FRAY | never say never
Picture you’re queen of everything
Far as the eye can see under your command
I will be your guardian when all is crumbling
I’ll steady your hand
JASON DERULO | watcha say
I like the first part when Jason said his name.
And since this is Imogen Heap’s original song,
I’ll make the exception in including it on this month’s playlist.
