Stronger Than Ever!

Total and utter bliss. *fingers crossed*

I was beyond wrong to doubt it. He does care. Now I'm sure. I love you, Papa.

On a seemingly sour note,

I must repel all negative shenanigans lurking on all corners. All bullshit attacks towards me shall nonetheless, retain its perpetual state, B-U-L-L-C-R-A-P. You know who you are. I feel sorry you and your pathetic attempts on making an ass out of yourself, whatever kind of creature you are. Seriously, who would even have the ability to think of saying such disgustingly fabricated remarks?

I know myself. Quite frankly, I would put the lives of everyone that matters to me on the line and say that I am the type of person who makes sure each and every second of my time that I do good, be the best daughter of God that I can be. The people who loves me knows this too. And that's all that matters.

I hope everyone who'll be able to read this never thinks twice on trusting him/herself. Never let anyone, and I mean any living soul pull you down. Never give them the satisfaction with your falls nor faults, you won't allow it because you'll always, always stand back up- stronger!

I'll take character over reputation. Your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are. -Drake

I Missed Me Too

Did I serve the term missing-in-action even a tiny bit of justice? I believe so. Heck, I clearly do. Missed me? Well Internet, I did too-- I do. I fucking missed myself too. I missed having this opportunity of being able to channel all my bickering, bitching, ranting or whatever the hell you want to call this modern-savage way of releasing both the stress and the "distresses" of life- of this crookedly presented shenanigan people call life. Okay. I will say this now and never repeat it again. I will not even attempt to read my previous excruciatingly existing posts. No matter what I do or even try to wish for to disappear, no genie is powerful enough to make all the pain go away. Now I hope you guys aren't thinking my whole empty world simply revolves around this one memory. It is verily an undeniable occurrence of the realities of love but will only forever be a mere flake of my entire existence. A simple memory, and not the currently being written memoir. Now enough of this crazy broken-hearted fistful of tears and pain. To put an end to this post-melancholy fragment of my being, I would like to end it with this statement. Okay.

I had finally found love once, though lost it defenselessly. Now, if there is one thing this unfortunate event taught me, it would be that something as inestimable as love will always be worth hurting for, most especially when you know that in the end, you truly, soul-baringly loved and felt loved.

Now this is where my life truly begins.
Chapter 1. The Pulverized-hearted. The Paternal Love Seeking. The Loner. The Life's Purpose Bombarded Rose.


Watch out world. This cuckoo will make a helluva comeback!