When I posted the #Kony2012 link on Twitter, a LOT of people sent me this. I’d already felt uncomfortable RTing something that called for direct military action, and this solidified my discomfort.
For those asking what you can do to help, please link to…
I just had an epiphany about time and friendship and age. A few years (or months) ago, we had all the time in the world to kill and to exploit. We raped our wallets like there was no tomorrow. Now, time is platinum. Our bodies turn into industrial machines and overheat due to exhaustion. Rest is a prized possession I recently lost. And, money, I realized, is a product of blood and sweat. To exist is both to exhaust and to enjoy.
-From a good friend’s FB status-
It’s sad but most ADULTS share the same sentiments as my friend does.. Does growing UP really hafta be synonymous with growing OUT-as in- growing out of one’s zest for life? growing out of one’s idealism?
It pains me so much when I see people settle for less than what they think they deserve simply because it’s convenient or because they think it’s LOGICALLY impossible?
But is it really impossible?
We think too much we end up not doing much in our pursuit of happYness.
My prayer is this, that each one of us, learn to revisit that voice in our head that we deliberately refuse to hear…and LISTEN to it
It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that the Philippine authorities are so submissive and can easily be contained.\
Sino bang masamang loob ang di maglalakas loob matapos ang katangahang ipinakita ng ating police????
I want a baby like hers!
Wish I can buy a baby like I buy accessories..haha
Awww!Such a cutie pie!!!!
I want to chop my hair off! I’ve never been a girly-girl in spite of the fact that I am the first born among 4 girls in the family. Even my sisters are not one to be classified as girly-girls themselves.
If a hair cut could describe a personality, I’d like to think this haircut best captures my alter-ego!
(Wish my hair wasn’t so wavy so I wouldn’t look like a witch if I had my hair chopped off!)
last night,i decided to do something brave..difficult, but brave, nonetheless…
how can you really walk out from someone/something beautiful…so you can be a better individual?
i am trudging a heavy heart…i am in pain…i just want to wallow in desolation…but i can’t.
tonight, i have to face beauty and walk out from it..
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY