P1XE7

To the world who let us collide to create a new galaxy where the stars are shining brightly through the night, thank you.

We know that the universe is vague and infinite, but we found a way to let us meet in the cosmos to create a world for us. It may be dark at first, but each one of us owned multiple unique features to fill the emptiness and to complete the missing pieces we felt to create something like what we have; bond. And by that, we became each other's light and hope.

To my P1XE7,

World is full of uncertainties, but I could tell that if there is something I am certain about, it's the 12 people who individually shine through the dark to form a constellation that guides me home.

And when I reached my destination, I saw you there.

I knew from that moment, I am finally home.

Tell the world what you're made of.

What a perfect collision of stars it was that came together at just the right moment, at just the right time, to build the incredible thing that is you.

• You are a thing both beautiful, and terrible, and you deserve someone who treats you like the moon and can love the dark side of your soul too.

• The universe did not breathe star fire into your bone just so you could burn yourself out over someone who treats you like a cigarette break. You deserve someone who knows there is stardust in your veins, and that you are the sun. For the sun does not shine because someone else wants it to. It shines because that is what is was born to do.

• A day will come when you look at yourself in the mirror and marvel at how exquisite it is, how wonderful it is, to be completely devoid of the sadness, of the loneliness, that once clung to your skin like salt to an open wound. You have grown so much because you have quietly realized you aren't just teardrops. You are an ocean.

•When it feels like the end, remember there are beginnings in endings, through destruction, there comes life, and you have the same strength in you that makes the phoenix rise from the flames.

• You are worth it.

To the shattered heart, please take a moment to rest.

Let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it go. So you can heal.

•One day you will awaken and your own name will no longer taste like pain. Your body will not burn with fingerprints that don't belong there. Your mind will no longer bleed with memories that make you unholy to yourself. And that is when you know, you are finally returning home to yourself.

•Seek for healing not outward, but inward. Maybe it was a lie when they said time heals. No matter how much time you got and no matter how much change of scenery you've gone through, healing will never come if you won't let it come from within you. So let yourself heal.

•Next time you cry,
earn a lesson from the rain.
Learn the way
she never holds back
her storm
or how loud her tears
are when they fall.

Cry as loud as you can. It will help you to feel better, for the tragic yesterday has the gift of morning blessings that you will receive tomorrow.

•The way you hate yourself
sometimes,
you seem to forget
that there is still a child
somewhere inside you,
and you're feeding
that innocence within you—
poison with those cruel words.

Protect that child by being gentler with yourself.
Protect that child by being kinder to yourself.
Secure your youth against terrorism and selfish needs of other people.
Don't let anyone steal it away from you.

•Pain speaks one language. You owe it to yourself not to become fluent in it.

•The way you love someone is not a poison. Their inability to appreciate it is.

•Put yourself first
before others.
Cancel all toxic people
that contribute to
your mental and
emotional instability.

•The most beautiful souls
weren't woven from silk,
seamless and untouched
by human fingers.

They are whether by age,
worn by time,
and latched slowly by
time to time
with loving hands.

Show me the most
damaged
parts of your soul
and I will show you
how it still shines
like gold.

I thank God for giving you life.

I hope you could see yourself the way I see you.

•Don’t let your negative self-image obstruct the spectacular view someone else has of you.

•You don't have to prove to anyone just how tough you are. You are still here—alive despite all life's storms and tornadoes and hurricanes. You are strong, and I appreciate you for continuously fighting against your own demon.

•Look deep into your soul than what stretches the fabric of your clothes; and may you find how precious you are.

•If only you could sense how important you are to the lives of those you meet; how important you can be to people you may never even dream of. There is something of yourself that you leave at every meeting with another person.

•Owning our story and loving ourselves through that process is the bravest thing that we’ll ever do.

•Don't ask yourself what the world needs, ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.

If no one understands you, I will.

To my P1XE7:

The world is too cruel to all these broken kid in the city of dead dreams who finds comfort with each other; To seek love from deprived soul of the children, and even now that they are old enough to know that they are living in an inhumane place—with no room of sympathy for them, they are still longing to feel love.

But I am glad they found each other.

We found each other amidst distress.

Like what I have said, the blackness dominates the world we are living—no hope to see—only the obscurity of the future. But we find ways to shine, and by that, the light takes control of the world. And that's how we give each others' hope to live.

I may not be the sweetest person you bumped into, but I am genuinely care for you—all of you.

And if you feel the hopelessness slowly devours your soul, don't hesitate to reach out. I will take a grip of your hand to let you know that there is someone who is willing to suffer with you until you slowly recover from the trauma of yesterday. And by tomorrow, we will face an another day to live.

Everything will be okay soon.
You will be okay soon.

I equally love all of you.

hulaan mo

PAKYU KAYONG LAHAT. 🖕🖕🖕🖕

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