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Photo by mitchaiiyang on Apr 3, 2013...



Painful by THE.WORLD.INSIDE.ME on Dec 15, 2012I don’t actually know what to think right now… The feelings that I am feeling in my heart right now suggest grave pain – it sends chills all over my body and at some point breathing becomes very difficult. I am not sure if I can sti...



Being SINGLE, is It a Fate or a Decision? by Definitely Filipino on Nov 20, 2012When I was in a relationship, I always wonder how is it to be single again. Magkakasakit ba ako? Mamamatay ba ako? Tatalikuran ba ako ng komunidad, ng mga kaibigan ko? Nakakahiya bang mabuhay na sa dinami-dami ng tao sa mundo wala man lang kahit isa...



Every body Hurts by talesoftheunconventionalgirl.blogspot.com on Jun 22, 2012How many times do we need to hurt and be hurt?Ayan ang tanong ko sa sarili ko ng paulit-paulit.Paulit-ulit.When we love, we hurt.When we fail, we hurt.Lahat ng bagay minsan kelangan me kalakip na pain.Minsan naiisip ko, Hindi ba pwedeng hindi ka na l...



4 sheets of paper.4 sheets of paper that helped me cry my heart... by IT'S BETTER THAN A FAIRYTALE, IT'S OUR LOVE STORY! on Jun 3, 20124 sheets of paper.4 sheets of paper that helped me cry my heart out.I feel better now. :)...



Giving Up Would Never Be An Answer. by 3isgreaterthan1 on Feb 26, 2012Just found a very inspiring video on youtube, this gave me goosebumps! You better watch it guys! Your 4 minutes and 15 seconds would be...



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The Falling-Out-Of-Love Syndrome by HellooNessie ♥♥♥ on Jan 10, 2012I woke up this morning with this feeling but I'm not sure..Those were the phases that etched in my mind as I think about on our relationship. It seems that I reached to a point where all disappointments and taken-for-granted feeling burst out. I coul...



Kakatapos lang umiyak. =(( by Agent 001 ∞ on Sep 21, 2011bsphrmaczt: K. Big bags under the eyes.  Cried again. But not because I was hurting, but I had this 5 minute faux pas moment that I can’t breathe. Stupid asthma. I just realized. I looked really epic there. Oh well, goodnight!



Alone by I write, I weep... on May 18, 2011I had always spent my life waiting for something: for my father to come back from work, for my end-of-year exams, for the bus, the taxi, the phone call, for the teacher to arrive, for the holidays, and the end of holidays. Life for me had always been...