We went to Kalugusan to celebrate my dad's birthday. And since it was Father's Day too, it was imperative that all his kids are present. We all were, much to my dismay. Yes, I am dismayed. But it was HIS birthday and not mine so I really don't have a say on what goes.
Here is the trail of thoughts I saved in my mobile notes.
It saddens me that your happiness and mine do not lie on the same things. They never did. Your joy causes me pain. We can never be "happy together".
We're celebrating Father's Day. Then why do I feel like an orphan?
I still hate babies. Specifically, three of them.
I suddenly want to die. There is really no indispensable reason not to. The hope of future happiness is the only reason I still breathe. Else, I wouldn't bother. Ha! Suicidal much?!
I totally get why he's cool with the idea despite the circumstances. You practically are in the same situation that's why the both of you don't get it. You have no idea what's it like to be in my shoes. Never will.
Yes. I am jealous. I have every right to be.
This relationship is hopeless. That's why when the opportunity comes, I am leaving... far away from you, far away from them.
{ show } Fuck You by Lily Allen
{ mood } melancholy
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