You made your way to the lyrics of my favorite love song.

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I can’t stand the thought of you being with someone else, but you know that, all I have ever wanted was for you to be happy even if it’s not with me.

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roiserrano:

SEVEN ONE EIGHT. We define ourselves with the people who love us.

This is the story that I have been working on for a very long time now, and I’m publishing it via Wattpad. I do hope that you, my readers from Tumblr, will still support me with this project. Send in your comments or suggestions once you have read the first debut chapter. Kudos!

Check out Seven One Eight here.

roiserrano:

SEVEN ONE EIGHT. We define ourselves with the people who love us.

This is the story that I have been working on for a very long time now, and I’m publishing it via Wattpad. I do hope that you, my readers from Tumblr, will still support me with this project. Send in your comments or suggestions once you have read the first debut chapter. Kudos!

Check out Seven One Eight here.

Anonymous asked: how are you?

I’m fine, I guess?

I’ve been busy with a lot of stuff. Hosting gigs, doing event coverage for Chalk and Working Mom magazines, school and keeping up with daily problems. My life is exciting, I suppose?

Tayo na lang?

Fucked up romance.

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It seems like the harder I try to contain everything, the faster it goes away. You’re now a stranger to me; and act as if you don’t know me. You are now distant. I understand since we broke up a long time ago, which hurts more because I still can remember the days when we’re both happy with each other.

Honestly, I don’t know what we are. I can’t define it, but I don’t think that is important. I’m happy when you still spend your time to talk to me; and it reminded me of how we used to be. The little things you do for me show that you still care.

I wish you were still in love with me. I know that I have been trying my best to detach myself from whatever this is, but I can’t seem to completely let go. It leaves me exhausted and lonely.

(Source: roiserrano)

Take me back to the time when we first met each other and we have already felt happy with each other’s presence. Now, I could easily fall asleep next to you and still feel as though you’re a million miles away.

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Just a quick shoutout to this person who purposely spent his time in writing a lengthy hate message just to send it to me. I have never received a hate message that has been so passionately written. Kudos to you, whoever you may be. I just hope you feel better about yourself, having the need to bring other people down for the sake of feeling more superior.

At this moment, I am thoughtfully reminded that there are a lot of people out there who will always try to bring you down. And I’m happy that I have my friends and you guys who support me. I can never be more thankful.

(Source: roiserrano)

Sometimes, there is this constant fear that I won’t be able to write what I feel, because I can’t understand the emotions.

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Hey guys.

I got to admit. It’s been a while since I last posted here. Earlier, I took a break from editing a video montage for our client, and I spent some time scrolling through my old posts and blog posts that are tagged to me.

It made me realize how much I’m missing this place and how I miss to talk to the people here and make help them relate and learn from the thoughts and experiences that I share.

Honestly, I don’t know if I’ll be back soon, but I really want to. School has been consuming most of my time and client-based projects are also taking a toll on me. Not that I’m complaining.

Also, lately I’ve been having the difficulty of writing anything in particular. I can’t seem to keep my thoughts straight.

Anyway, I know that I owe you guys a lot, since some of you are already sending me messages on when I’ll be able to go back here and write. I can’t promise anything, but I’m hoping for the best.

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Project Hope. Hey guys, I want you to meet this little fella that was roaming around outside school. Her name is Hope and my friends and I saw her right before we went for our night classes.
We decided to take her home to (Jeeyo) one of my friends’ dormitory because we still found her outside the school crying, after our night class, with her mother out of sight.
I really wanted to take her home with me, but pets are not allowed inside the condo. It’s such a frustration, because I am an animal lover and I don’t have pets with me inside the condo - ever since I started college.
Well anyway, my friends and I are kept asking updates from Jeeyo about Hope. And it feels great somehow that you are able to help a stray animal, even with the smallest efforts.

Project Hope. Hey guys, I want you to meet this little fella that was roaming around outside school. Her name is Hope and my friends and I saw her right before we went for our night classes.

We decided to take her home to (Jeeyo) one of my friends’ dormitory because we still found her outside the school crying, after our night class, with her mother out of sight.

I really wanted to take her home with me, but pets are not allowed inside the condo. It’s such a frustration, because I am an animal lover and I don’t have pets with me inside the condo - ever since I started college.

Well anyway, my friends and I are kept asking updates from Jeeyo about Hope. And it feels great somehow that you are able to help a stray animal, even with the smallest efforts.

(Source: roiserrano)

11:48 p.m // 11:53 p.m

There are times when I force myself to write so that I cannot forget. I have always wanted to remind myself of all of the things that have happened in my life, especially the little ones. I just had this constant fear that I’ll forget everything, the moment I wake up.

Everything is worth remembering, even the bad memories, because they made us stronger. And I just want to remind myself that I’m strong enough to face more struggles in my life.

(Source: roiserrano)

12:58 a.m // 1:00 a.m

I have always appreciated silence. It’s a powerful thing. Whenever I see someone who is silent, I can’t seem to be bothered how much loud their souls are and how strong they are to hide it. It must be deafening. 

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Your body is a map that only shows the way home.

—Home (#38: July 20, 2014)

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