Leo, 14 Pages.

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I used to dream that someday, all of my drawings will come to life and one day, all of them will be seen in comics and televisions. And now it’s just a dream. Hay. Uhm, so meet Leo. My imaginary character from 14 Pages. :) Anyway, I really wish I have pen and tablet. It’s hard to draw using mouse. Tch. good night Worpy.

For pages 23 to 28 of 365.

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Let’s jump, to that cliff. Let’s fly, and believe.

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If you’re a flower, you’re pretty. If you’re not a flower, you’re still pretty.

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Sometimes it may seem dark. But the absence of the light is a necessary part.

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It’s not about what people want you to do. It’s not about how people see you. It’s not about how to please them.

It’s about what you want to do. It’s about how you see yourself. It’s about how you will feel satisfied, contented and happy.

It’s about having dreams… and doing your best for those dream to come true.

 

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Don’t let go.

Happy 2nd Blogniversary :)

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Ok, this photo is funny. But I’m sorry, tbh, I forgot that today is my 2nd blogniversary with my beloved WordPress. I don’t have time to prepare!! Hahaha. I’ve been busy, you know. I just want to greet myself and my worpy blog a Happy 2nd Blogniversary! :) Yehey! I’m a 2 year-old-frustrated-photo-and-art-blogger in WordPress! Kudos to me. Nyenyenye.

Hey worpy, thank you for being always available when I need to upload all of my ArtCRAPS and all of the amateur and nonsense pictures I have in my Desktop. Thank you for always being open when I feel emotional and when I need to breakdown. You know, beside from tumblr and few friends, you’re one of the “thing” that I can show and tell my real feelings with. But you’re not just a “thing”, coz for me, you’re a special some”thing” :)  And to my co-Wordpress blogger who reads and keeps on liking and appreciating stuff I posts here, I thank you too for being with me for two years! I hope to talk with you all, soon (kunwari meron, echos lang :D)

Can you imagine that? I’ve been here for two years, and even though I’m not really active, I am happy that I’ve  published 370 public posts, 3 private posts, and made 14 draft posts and gained 1123 comments (spam and approved). And it’s an achievement too, to have 114 lovely and friendly, awesome followers! :) Those small numbers really means a lot to me. And it makes my heart beats with joy when I see that notification icon becomes orange after I post something nonsense. I really thank you WordPress for making me feel that there’s some people who appreciate my drawings and my interest in taking pictures. I super thank Mr. Matthew Charles “Matt” Mullenweg for creating and making an awesome blogging platform like, WordPress :) Mehehe, I googled it.

Well, this is a simple gratitude for having a blog like this. More years to come, Worpdress! *u*

Page 22 of 365: Missing you…

 

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Page 22 of 365:

I miss you,

do you miss me, too?

 

Page 21 of 365:

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Page 21 of 365:

Let’s dream…

the impossible dream.

Page 20 of 365: Silence…. Peace.

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Page 20 of 365:

I’ll close my eyes, I’ll cover my ears, I’ll try not to speak.

Let’s try this time… only this time.

I want silence. I want peace.

Page 19 of 365: Those lights

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Page 19 of 365:

As much as I wanted to stare and enjoy those building lights and count each floors they have, It feels lazy.

It’ll be much fun if you were here with me to do that. 

 

Page 17 and 18 of 365: Thoughts

Page 17 of 365:

Today, I decided not to get in touch to the people I used to be close with. I won’t text them, I won’t talk to them, I won’t visit them, and I will totally cut the connection that I have with them, starting from this day.

It’s not that I wanted them to miss me, but yeah let’s just say that I want them to miss me, too. But I have reasons why I am doing this. I wan’t to try and to prove myself one thing. I’ll try not to miss them– for once.

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Someday, you’ll gonna look at me the way I look at you. Someday, you’ll gonna sing a song and dedicate it to me. Someday, you’ll strum your guitar in front of our house. Someday, you’ll read my favorite books even if you don’t like those kind of genres. Someday, you’ll learn how to make love stories because I am fond of reading some. Someday, you’ll love me too. You and me, we’ll gonna love each other.

Forever, and ever, and ever and ever.

And one day…

these someday’s will come.

one day.

Page 16 of 365: The Burning Ponkan and the Land Mermaids.

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I hope the sunset took away the sadness and pain I felt today.

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Nalulungkot ako ngayon. Gusto kong magpunta sa lugar kung saan walang tao at doon mag-iiyak at maglabas ng sama ng loob. Kaso wala akong alam na ganoong lugar. Sana nga totoo na lang ang Maldiaga – ang lugar kung saan walang umiibig, walang pag-ibig, at kasalanan ang umibig – para doon na lang ako titira, at para naman hindi na ako nakakaramdam ng ganitong sakit.

Gusto ko sanang sabihin at ipagsigawan sa buong mundo na kailangan ko ng karamay, pero ayoko. Ayokong kaawaan nila ako. Kaya ayun, dito ko na naman sinusulat ang lahat. Dito ko na naman ilalagay ang mga nangyaring ayoko na sanang maalala. Dito ko na naman ibubuhos ang mga luhang ayaw nang tumulo dahil sawa na ang mga mata. Dito… sa mumunting espasyo sa internet ko lang nailalagay ang mga bagay na kailanman, hindi ko maikukuwento sa iba ng harap-harapan.

Bakit ganun ang buhay? Yung iba may malaking bahay, buo ang pamilya, maraming pera, pero walang pagmamahalan. Yung iba walang bahay, buo ang pamilya, walang pera pero nagmamahalan. Yung iba naman, may bahay, hindi buo ang pamilya, pero may isa…may isa sa kasapi ng pamilya, na gustong magkaroon ng pagmamahalan at gawing tahanan ang kanilang tinitirhan.

Nakakatawang isipin, paano ko kaya nakayang mabuhay sa ganitong sitwasiyon? Paano ko kaya naatim na tiisin ang pangungulila? Ngayong tinatanong ko…paano nga kaya? Ganon ba ako kalakas? Ganon ba ako katatag? Pero kung malakas at matatag ako, bakit ako umiiyak ngayon? Bakit ko ito sinusulat? Bakit ako nagda-drama?

Ang hirap. Ang hirap, hirap. May bahay naman kayo, kumpleto sa gamit, may cellphone, may laptop, may pagkain, may pera. Pero hindi mo naging close ang ama mo at ngayon may ibang pamilya na, malayo ang nanay mo, watak watak kayong magkakapatid. Hindi masaya. Kulang. Hindi kumpleto, at kailanman hindi na makukumpleto. 

Lalong mahirap. Sobrang hirap. Kasi saksi ka sa sakit. Saksi ka sa sigawan, saksi ka sa lahat. Narinig mong umiiyak sa kabilang linya ng cellphone yung nanay mo, narinig mong umiiyak yung kapatid mo sa kabilang kuwarto, pero wala kang nagawa. Akala nila wala lang sa iyo pero heto ka… tahimik din na lumuluha. Nagtatanong ng maraming bagay gaya ng bakit sa inyo nangyayari ito. Bakit sa dinami rami ng masasamang tao, eh kayo ang napili ni tadhana na dumanas ng ganitong problema. At bakit sa lahat… sa lahat ng tao, ikaw ang napiling magtiis ng ganitong pakiramdam at makasaksi ng ganitong pangyayari.

Ang duga. Ang unfair. Sobrang unfair ng buhay. Wala naman akong malaking kasalanan, wala naman kaming nagawang masama. Pero bakit ganito… bakit ganito yung buhay namin? Bakit ganito yung pamilya…bakit ito nangyayari. Bakit.

Akala ko magiging okay na ang lahat. Akala ko konting tiis na lang eh magiging masaya na kami. Akala ko kapag umasa ako eh mararanasan ko yung kahit isang beses eh buo kaming kakain sa hapagkainan na walang dinaramdam na kahit anong galit at sama ng loob sa isa’t-isa. Akala ko sanay na ako pero hindi pa pala. At ayun, pinatay na naman ako ng mga akala ko.

Aanhin mo naman ang isang bahay, kung hindi mo naman ito matatawag na tahanan.