I try to pray for my own faith,
but I choose to pray for them first.
Because God uses my co-warriors
to bring me back to Him.
I don’t depend on anyone for my faith.
But I know this:
It’s easier to fight wars with them.
My faith is not dependent on anyone.
Yet I’ve learned—anyone can affect it.
When my “home” is at peace,
my heart is too.
When they are at war,
I am shaking.
Drowning.
Affected.
I may only be a witness,
not the main warrior,
yet I feel every battle.
It’s easy to say, “Don’t get affected,”
when we’ve shared almost every defeat
and every victory together.
They once stood beside me,
fighting the same enemy.
Now they face wars of their own.
I hate luteal phase!! Kanina I’m sad thinking na research n nmn to idk my program to my dream school (ust) to I wanna work to i want na magdorm to wtf and sched ko sa 3rd yr to sana graduation na
naiiyak ako guys, yung tatay ko tinulungan ako buksan yung lata and tinimplahan niya yun para raw hindi plain kinakain ko kasi wala food sa bahay, may sakit si mama so kanya kanyang asikaso hahahhaa bakit ako omeeyak hahaha
Guys normal ba yon, sarap lamutakin ng mukha ni oni like gigil na gigil ako, ginawa kong squishy sa sobrang cute ng pisngi ba parang sarap kagatin e dejk tulog n ko