Hugot UCV

Badtrip ka naman lagi mo na lang akong hinuhulog, di mo naman ako sinasalo 😔

Yung feeling na natapilok ka isang hagdan na lang ang hahakbangin moh natapilok ka,tapos ang raming nakakita sayo pero kinotrol mo naman napahiya ka parin hiyang hiya talaga ako dun

Sabi mo sa mga kaibigan mo noon na wag kang pakealaman dahil alam mo ang ginagawa at di mo sila kailangan. Tapos ngayon umiiyak ka. Nagmamakaawa ka sakanila na i-comfort ka at tulungang maka move on dahil iniwan ka ng ex mong fckboi. Anyare na beh?

Isang linggo na lang, PASUKAN NA! 😁😁 -B

Matulog ka ng maaga ha? Wag mo na siyang pagpuyatan wala naman siyang pake sayo. 💔

Sadnu?💔

Matulog ka na, aasa ka pa bukas. 💔😂😂😂😂😂

Girl, we can’t keep up. 🙄

http://thepalacemanila.com/escape/article/the-interwebs-10-most-hilarious-reactions-to-hiddleswift

Advance greeting nga pala sa crush ko, happy father's day sayo kase aanakan mo pa ako 😂

How can i love when I'm afraid to fall.

Tag mo yung tropa mo na relate na relate dito 😁

Mark, yan ka na naman eh. Nag-usap kami ni Christine kanina. Niyaya mo na naman siya mamasyal this Saturday, kayong dalawa lang.

Seryoso ka ba sa kaniya? Liligawan mo na ba? Or tine-test mo lang kung may pag-asa ka?

Kung di ka pa ready manligaw, tigilan mo muna yan. Siguraduhin mo munang seryoso ka na, seek wise advice, then that's the time to ask her out and express your intention, ganern :p

Tandaan: Actions without intention bring confusion!
If you care for her enough, don't confuse her, wag mo siya hayaan mag-assume :)

[Ladies episodes every Wednesday]

Ganyan ka naman eh. Kapag hindi mo pa nakuha gusto mo, sobrang sweet mo. Pag nakuha na, saka ka maglalahong parang bula. 😞

Be a real man in a world full of f*ckboys.

Mas masarap kumain kesa magmahal 😋❤

Ate girl, be that Maria Clara in the world full of Maria Ozawa. 😉

Hi guys!

Ano'ng gagawin mo kapag nakasalubong mo ang ex mo kasama ang bago niyang jowa?

COMMENT DOWN YOUR ANSWERS NOW!

Mas pinili niya ang mga kaibigan niya. Kasi nga mas mahal niya. Mas masaya siya sakanila.

OCD

The first time I saw her…
Everything in my head went quiet.
All the tics, all the constantly refreshing images just disappeared.
When you have Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments.
Even in bed, I’m thinking:
Did I lock the doors? Yes.
Did I wash my hands? Yes.
Did I lock the doors? Yes.
Did I wash my hands? Yes.
But when I saw her, the only thing I could think about was the hairpin curve of her lips..
Or the eyelash on her cheek—
the eyelash on her cheek—
the eyelash on her cheek.
I knew I had to talk to her.
I asked her out six times in thirty seconds.
She said yes after the third one, but none of them felt right, so I had to keep going.
On our first date, I spent more time organizing my meal by color than I did eating it, or fu***ng talking to her…
But she loved it.
She loved that I had to kiss her goodbye sixteen times or twenty-four times if it was Wednesday.
She loved that it took me forever to walk home because there are lots of cracks on our sidewalk.
When we moved in together, she said she felt safe, like no one would ever rob us because I definitely locked the door eighteen times.
I’d always watch her mouth when she talked—
when she talked—
when she talked—
when she talked
when she talked;
when she said she loved me, her mouth would curl up at the edges.
At night, she’d lay in bed and watch me turn all the lights off.. And on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off.
She’d close her eyes and imagine that the days and nights were passing in front of her.
Some mornings I’d start kissing her goodbye but she’d just leave cause I was
just making her late for work…
When I stopped in front of a crack in the sidewalk, she just kept walking…
When she said she loved me her mouth was a straight line.
She told me that I was taking up too much of her time.
Last week she started sleeping at her mother’s place.
She told me that she shouldn’t have let me get so attached to her; that this whole thing was a mistake, but…
How can it be a mistake that I don’t have to wash my hands after I touched her?
Love is not a mistake, and it’s killing me that she can run away from this and I just can’t.
I can’t – I can’t go out and find someone new because I always think of her.
Usually, when I obsess over things, I see germs sneaking into my skin.
I see myself crushed by an endless succession of cars…
And she was the first beautiful thing I ever got stuck on.
I want to wake up every morning thinking about the way she holds her steering wheel..
How she turns shower k***s like she’s opening a safe.
How she blows out candles—
blows out candles—
blows out candles—
blows out candles—
blows out candles—
blows out…
Now, I just think about who else is kissing her.
I can’t breathe because he only kisses her once — he doesn’t care if it’s perfect!
I want her back so bad…
I leave the door unlocked.
I leave the lights on.

-Neil Hilborn

If I'm prettier, maybe you'd treat me better

Burn baby, buuuuuurn! 😎😂😈💀

Sana mabulunan ka

Mga basang unan

Noong iwan mo ako nang walang pasabi at pangako ng pagbabalik umiyak ako buong gabi. Umiyak ako nang sobrang tindi, kinailangan kong ibilad sa araw ang unan ko kinabukasan. Ang sarap pala sa pakiramdam ng patulugin ka ng sarili mong pag-iyak. Naisip ko, hindi pinakuluang dahon ng bayabas o alak ang sagot sa ganitong klaseng sakit. Luha ang pinaka-mabisang panglanggas sa sugat ng puso. Kaya inaraw-araw ko ito. Sinisimulan at tinatapos ko ang mga araw na ginagamot ang mga sugat na iniwan mo. Binabalikan ko lahat ng alaala at hinahanap kung saan silang lahat bumaon sa puso ko. Nakakatawa. Akala ko noon, kung dumating man ang panahon na 'to, puro alaala ng mga away at hindi natin pagkakasunduan ang mga sugat na iintindihin ko. Na sila ang mahirap gamutin. Na sila ang, kahit ilang balde na ng luha ang aking pigain mula sa mata ko, magdurugo pa rin. Pero mas nagdurugo ako para sa mga tawa mo. Mas nagdurugo ako sa mga patawa mo. Mas nagdurugo ako sa mga yakap mo. Sa kung paanong ang balat ko ay parang nalalapnos kapag dahan-dahan mo akong hinahaplos at kung paanong ang hininga ko ay nahahapo at kinakapos kapag niyayapos kita. Nadurog ako noong gabing umalis ka, pero mas nagdurugo ako sa unang gabi na pinili mong manatili. Nadurog ako noong gabing sinabi mong ayaw mo na, pero mas nagdurugo ako sa gabing tinanong mo ako kung puwede pa ba. Nadurog ako noong gabing tinalikuran mo ako, pero mas nagdurugo ako na noong pagtalikod ko, nandoon ka pa. Nadurog ako noong sinabi mong hindi mo na ako mahal, at nagdurugo ako, at nagdurugo ako, at nadudurog at nadudurog at nagdurugo pa rin ako sa alaala na ikaw pa ang mas naunang magsabi ng "Mahal kita." Mahal. Kita. Kung titignan ko nang maigi ang mga salitang isinulat ng lahat ng mga sugat na naiwan mo, yang dalawang yan ang mababasa ko. Mahal. Kita. At sa inaraw-araw ng pagbibilad-unan ko, nagmamahid na sila. Mahal. Kita. At sa dami ng luha na pinanglanggas ko rito, naglalangib na sila. Mahal. Kita. At sa tagal nilang kumikirot dito sa dibdib ko, medyo nakakasanay na. Mahal. Kita. At sa tagal ng panahon na ginugol ko sa gamutan, sigurado magsasara na sila. Magsasara at magiging pilat na paulit-ulit kong mababasa at ang parati lang sasabihin ay "Mahal kita." Mahal, kung magkita tayong muli at tanungin mo ako uli kung puwede pa ba, ang hihilingin ko lang sa'yo ay mga bagong unan. Dahil lahat ng akin ay 'kala mo naulanan dahil lahat sila ay akin nang naiyakan ng mga kwento natin at nag-iwan ng marka sa kanila at ayaw ko na. Ayaw ko nang matulog sa unang basa at malunod sa pagtulog sa alaala na mahal kita. Mahal nga pala kita. Mahal pa rin pala kita. At sa wakas, hindi na kasing sakit ng dati, pero mahal, masakit pa.

-Juan Miguel Severo

Minsan ang lalaki umiiyak din.

Sana ikaw nasa posisyon ko para alam mo kung gaano kahirap maging ako.

Gf: Goodnight.
Me: Goodnight. I love you.
Gf: Salamat sa pagmamahal.

Aba'y ga--

Food over lovelife? 😂

"Happy Independence day! Lalo na sa mga pinaasa, sinaktan at iniwan!"