We were cheating ourselves when we opened Pandora’s box without thinking, when we thought we could kiss without our teeth breaking.
Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe I’m reading too much into it. But you still gotta wonder wtf the intentions are.
We need to engage in open, healthy, civilized online discussions instead of calling the people in question derogatory names to satisfy our own self-righteousness.
The people we love who leave us (or who we leave) often give us a clearer view of ourselves, whether we acknowledge it or not.
So now I’m going to stop trying, too. I’m going to stop choosing people who have stopped choosing me a long time ago.
Many a times creative souls have misguidedly romanticized mental illness – Adult critics who have declared Sylvia Plath’s poetry genius owing to her mental affliction and personal tragedies, young writers unable to separate the ‘coolness’ of Bukowski’s alcoholic crutch from his literary talents.
Sure, posting your rant on social media may seem trivial, but it encourages the culture of internalized misogyny we’ve been brought up with. Unless Filipinas actively pull against the tide of cultural sexism, our feminism is for naught.
The Taylor Haters. This group of people have been, quote, “waiting years for this takedown to happen!” They’re probably responsible for the #KimExposedTaylorParty and are cackling over the debacle.
She is the night sky. The moon, the stars, and the infiniteness of life. Memories are born, epic and great, under her crescent smile. She is made up of romance and magic. She is made up of dreams.
You deserve a love that’s as extraordinary as your personality, and as profound as the suffering you have been through. Love should never be wasted on mediocrity. It should never be average.