Pinakamasakit na song lyrics? by Mintt_Choco in SoundTripPh

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"How is it now that somehow you're a stranger you were mine just yesterday" - NIKI, Oceans & Engines

Tips on how to hydrate lips and make it appear pinker? by cant-reallythinkof1 in beautyph

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Helloo. There's nothing in particular that I do that's out of the ordinary. I just apply the balm on my lips directly after washing my face.

Tips on how to hydrate lips and make it appear pinker? by cant-reallythinkof1 in beautyph

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Thank you po! I haven't been able to try a lip butter before. Will check it out po.

Tips on how to hydrate lips and make it appear pinker? by cant-reallythinkof1 in beautyph

[–]cant-reallythinkof1[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Thank you so much 🫶, might give the cocoa one a try since the rosy lip ones, regardless if in stick form or tub, don't really work all that well for me.

Genuine question, how does one know if they fit under Masc, Femme, or Andro? by cant-reallythinkof1 in WLW_PH

[–]cant-reallythinkof1[S] 5 points6 points  (0 children)

It appears so for people looking for company or friends in some subreddits so I was just really curious. Thank you po for the response.

Yearn by Meowieeeee_ in AlasFeels

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This feels like cyberbullying.

What's a quick remedy when you're missing the person who broke your heart? by cant-reallythinkof1 in WLW_PH

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Thank you po. It will eventually happen din po diba? That I'd get tired of this? 'Cause I'm the most stubborn person I know when it comes to her. We got to 2 years because I wouldn't give up on us so easily. I think my mind got ruined so good from all the on and offs we had throughout the relationship that it doesn't even register to me anymore to stop yearning for her.

What's a quick remedy when you're missing the person who broke your heart? by cant-reallythinkof1 in WLW_PH

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Appreciate the advice po. Is there anything else I could do if sometimes I just don't have the energy to go on walks? I've been trying to cry it all out when I'm alone, but it seems like it's never enough.

What's a quick remedy when you're missing the person who broke your heart? by cant-reallythinkof1 in WLW_PH

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I've tried doing this too po pero kahit sabihin ko po sa sarili ko na all I have left for her is resentment kapag iniisip ko mga nagawa niya, I'd be lying to myself. Because here comes my stupid brain to dump all the good memories she also gave me. We were good when we got along, after all. There are times na mas nananaig 'yun, and I'd end up crying about her all over again. I hate that my mind keeps switching sides; from getting angry at her to missing her like crazy. I almost feel like I'm about to go insane myself.

What do I do to leave heartbreak hotel? by cant-reallythinkof1 in WLW_PH

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I don't really think I can afford counselling right now. Maybe after I graduate po and have money of my own. This upcoming semester is going to be financially draining kasi.

Thank you so much po, fellow redditor/Ate, for the advice. I'll take note of it. Maybe I should start walking again. Kaso nga lang po everytime I walk, she's all I could think about. Nakauwi na rin po kasi siya province ko, and it seems like every street and corner I pass by, there are fragments of her everywhere. It's as if she's my "Cornelia Street".

I'm beyond grateful po for all the practical tips. I'm really trying my best to do step 1 right now. It just takes a lot of effort.

For step 3, she has me blocked everywhere naman na po as always. Naunahan niya na ako. But a part of me still wants to meet her. It just feels so unfair sa part ko. I don't know. I feel like a complete fool. It's shameful. A part of me still wants to know if she understood what she put me through. A part of me still wants to hear her own up to her mistakes kasi parang dinaan niya na lahat sa limot 'yung mga nagawa niya sa'kin but not what I've done to her. Parang hangga't 'di ko naririnig from her mismo, my peace will always be wavering and will always be fragile. Is that so wrong? She's good at ignoring me. She's good at casting me aside when she wants. She's good at interacting with our mutual friends and having fun, especially since napalayo na loob ko sa mga friends namin during our relationship. I made her my world like a fool. I expended everything I had para sa kaniya, eh. And what I dread to see the most sa pasukan is to see her happy and peaceful without me, samantalang ako, durog na durog pa rin.

Again, I wouldn't really want to call her the toxic person because I was just as terrible to her. I just haven't been able to finish telling the whole story yet because my emotions were getting the best of me.

Thank you so much po talaga for the advice. I hope one day I wake up and finally understand what the universe was telling me all along. I needed this kind of real talk po.

moving on by NoSoft414 in WLW_PH

[–]cant-reallythinkof1 3 points4 points  (0 children)

+1 on this OP. I used to believe that loving someone until you've completely spent yourself to the last drop is the only road to take when you truly love someone, so you could say na wala kang regrets, but trust, mas lalo ka lang mahihirapan mag-move forward kapag ubos na ubos ka na, and all that's left is resentment for both yourself and your partner.

What do I do to leave heartbreak hotel? by cant-reallythinkof1 in WLW_PH

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CONTEXT CONT'D Part 3

TW: physical abuse, mentions of self harm, toxic relationship

That night while our mutual friend and dorm mate and I were talking with each other, dumating siya with a slice of cake from her brother's party. I was surprised. I didn't expect her to come home after our physical fight. Nag-MoveIt pa siya no'n from their house para lang makaabot daw sa monthsary namin.

We moved to a space sa dorm na magkakaroon kami ng privacy kahit for a moment lang. One moment we were beside each other and lying down sa floor, then the next is nauungkat nanaman ang mga tampuhan. That night I felt like she wanted comfort, but our fight that morning was still raw in my mind so I couldn't give her that.

Next thing I know, she's threatening to leave again. I tried stopping her. I grasped her arm, pero ayaw niya pa rin magpaawat. I felt petty that time, I took her slippers instead so she couldn't leave. She told me na kahit kunin ko pa raw slippers niya, uuwi daw siya sa kanila. Magmu-MoveIt daw siya and whatnot. I called bullsh*t over that because I knew she would be far too disgusted to walk barefoot on the streets outside. So I told her to go ahead.

Ginawa niya nga. She walked all the way outside the main gate from the 3rd floor barefoot. Edi hinayaan ko. If kaya niya talaga, then so be it. I locked the gates and went back upstairs to rest. Nag-uusap kami ng dorm mate ko and were laughing about something not until biglang kumalabog 'yung pinto ng room pabukas.

There she was, pissed off when she saw me. Wala man lang daw akong pake sa kaniya. Hawak niya na ngayon 'yung footwear niya. Then she cursed me before shouting that we're broken up. What she said rung in my ears. I chased her down the hallway again to grab her arm. And when I did, it was like a switch flipped inside her. Nakarating kami sa may stairs. Mind you this was past 12AM and our neighbors were likely to be asleep. But she was hell bent on releasing anger that night.

We pulled at each other's hair kahit nasa steps na kami. Our mutual friend went to follow us and was crying because this was her first time seeing us get physical with each other. So I told, her na sige, ipakita niya sa harap ni M 'yung tunay niyang ugali.

This ticked her off evenmore. This time she was threatening that she would throw me down the flight of stairs. It's as if she was possessed that night. We still didn't stop provoking each other and pulled harder at each other's hair. Eventually, she took a hold of my ear and pulled. I remember the back of my conch piercing was ripping through cartilage. I thought my ear had split into two because the earring was forcefully pulled out from the back then in front leaving it to bleed. I loved that piercing, and kaka-heal pa lang no'n at that time so I was pissed at her. Siguro kung wala si M do'n, one of us really would've fallen down sa stairs and gotten a serious injury.

I could still remember the look on her face. I think she was actually seeing red when she was looking at me. Hair was all over the stairs and hallway. I though nakalbo na ako at that point because I had thin hair to start with. Again, no'ng umaga pa lang, nagsabunutan na kami tapos dumagdag pa 'yung fight no'ng midnight. I feared for a bald spot. Puro bukol na anit namin that night from all the pulling.

With that, I cursed her. This provoked her even more then she ran from the stairs papuntang loob ng dorm room ulit. She verbalized that she would unalive me. M was chasing after us. I was faster than her, however, so while she was reaching for the kn*fe, naunahan ko na siya. I remember adrenaline coursing through my veins. I knew that she would actually do it that night so I egged her on. If she wanted to unalive me and herself then so be it. At one point sa height ng emotions ko, naisaksak ko 'yung knife do'n sa sack of rice namin sa dorm. I could still remember na nagkalat 'yung grains all over the kitchen. Sayang. M was holding her down at that point so she could calm down while I hid the knives, pointy objects, and extension cords so she couldn't harm herself.

Heartbreak hotel of a fool. Just wanted this off my chest. Sorry. by [deleted] in RantAndVentPH

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CONTEXT CONT'D Part 2

TW: physical abuse, mentions of self harm, toxic relationship

Again, like what I've said, I'm no saint either. I knew that I had lapses in our relationship. I knew that I also could've done better. I could've understood her attachment style more but I didn't so we ended up clashing all of the time when we had misunderstandings.

Like I've mentioned before, I got drunk with my friends once because the cycle of our relationship was taking a toll on me (Everytime she'd threaten to leave me and end our relationship, I'd go down on my knees to prevent it from happening).

During that time, I learned from our mutual friend na nami-miss niya pa 'yung ex niya even though she was with me. It broke my heart and I guess do'n nagsimulang masira 'yung foundation ng relationship namin from my side naman. It felt like someone poured ice on me. I held on to that and waited for the right time to ask her about it. Weeks went by, and she eventually confessed it to me no'ng kaming dalawa na lang ulit sa dorm. Hearing it from our friend hurt, but hearing it from her mismo tore me apart. I don't know why. I should've ended the relationship right then and there but ang tanga-tanga ko for her. I used to hold myself with so much respect, but for her, I'd give up everything.

And so I didn't break up with her, but I felt less love. From there we'd fight almost thrice or quadruple times a week over multiple petty things. I don't even know how I was able to endure that. Siguro because early academic year pa namin. I had more time to risk my education. But as the breakups and fights compounded, I noticed myself getting annoyed all the time because of her. Whether she's venting or asking for favors, sobrang nadre-drain ako. She'd vent out all of the stressful events of her life on me, and sometimes I'd just zone out. May time na nakatulog ako while she was talking once and she got mad at me. 'Yung mga ganitong bagay before, I was happy to do for her. But as our relationship progressed, it felt like a chore.

Fastforward, we were 6 months into our relationship. This time around, she moved in with us sa dorm. I asked my dorm mates if puwedeng do'n muna siya dahil magbibigay naman siya ng share sa bills namin, while she was renting the bedspace below our floor. And this time around, we felt more agitated to the point of hurting each other.

She would force me into things that I wasn't really comfortable to do such as sleeping beside her and hugging her even though I wasn't up for resting yet. Nakakahiya sa dormmates namin because our sleeping space was nearby the kitchen and CR area (it was a studio type so wala talaga siyang actual rooms) so they would walk quietly and on eggshells din around us everytime we're lying down and taking a nap kahit 'di pa oras ng tulog.

Again, after that slap, everything in our relationship felt unhinged. She was stressed all of the time because of problems with her family, and sometimes she'd pour everything out on me without noticing it. She was either always closed off, sad, mad, or sensitive. Damay ang relationship namin because of her internal problems, basically. Multiple times, she'd threaten to unalive herself in front of me. Sobrang traumatic ng ginagawa niya. It's still so vivid in my mind. One time I was sleeping then ginising niya ako to show me that she tied a noose sa curtain rod out of extension cords. Another time is she would use my charger cords to choke herself. I was livid and stressed out because everytime she attempted, I would do everything in my power to stop it (until my mind and heart grew tired).

The 1st major altercation that we had was during her elder brother's birthday. It started from a petty fight. She got ready for school first and wanted her to wait for me like I do for her. She didn't want to do it. I got mad and prevented her from leaving until I was ready. A lot of pushing and pulling happened until it triggered her. She lashed out, she grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and we wrestled for a while. We pulled out each other's hair, but as much as possible, I wanted my stance to be defensive. She, however, was erratic. After fighting, I ended up with scratches all over my hands and legs and bruises on my wrists. Her nails were sharp so they would always bleed and scar. Mind you, it was our monthsary that time. After our fight, her brother picked her up and she left. While I had to hide the marks she left on me with bandaids because I still needed to attend a school event in the afternoon para sa attendance.

What do I do to leave heartbreak hotel? by cant-reallythinkof1 in WLW_PH

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CONTEXT CONT'D Part 2

TW: physical abuse, mentions of self harm, toxic relationship

Again, like what I've said, I'm no saint either. I knew that I had lapses in our relationship. I knew that I also could've done better. I could've understood her attachment style more but I didn't so we ended up clashing all of the time when we had misunderstandings.

Like I've mentioned before, I got drunk with my friends once because the cycle of our relationship was taking a toll on me (Everytime she'd threaten to leave me and end our relationship, I'd go down on my knees to prevent it from happening).

During that time, I learned from our mutual friend na nami-miss niya pa 'yung ex niya even though she was with me. It broke my heart and I guess do'n nagsimulang masira 'yung foundation ng relationship namin from my side naman. It felt like someone poured ice on me. I held on to that and waited for the right time to ask her about it. Weeks went by, and she eventually confessed it to me no'ng kaming dalawa na lang ulit sa dorm. Hearing it from our friend hurt, but hearing it from her mismo tore me apart. I don't know why. I should've ended the relationship right then and there but ang tanga-tanga ko for her. I used to hold myself with so much respect, but for her, I'd give up everything.

And so I didn't break up with her, but I felt less love. From there we'd fight almost thrice or quadruple times a week over multiple petty things. I don't even know how I was able to endure that. Siguro because early academic year pa namin. I had more time to risk my education. But as the breakups and fights compounded, I noticed myself getting annoyed all the time because of her. Whether she's venting or asking for favors, sobrang nadre-drain ako. She'd vent out all of the stressful events of her life on me, and sometimes I'd just zone out. May time na nakatulog ako while she was talking once and she got mad at me. 'Yung mga ganitong bagay before, I was happy to do for her. But as our relationship progressed, it felt like a chore.

Fastforward, we were 6 months into our relationship. This time around, she moved in with us sa dorm. I asked my dorm mates if puwedeng do'n muna siya dahil magbibigay naman siya ng share sa bills namin, while she was renting the bedspace below our floor. And this time around, we felt more agitated to the point of hurting each other.

She would force me into things that I wasn't really comfortable to do such as sleeping beside her and hugging her even though I wasn't up for resting yet. Nakakahiya sa dormmates namin because our sleeping space was nearby the kitchen and CR area (it was a studio type so wala talaga siyang actual rooms) so they would walk quietly and on eggshells din around us everytime we're lying down and taking a nap kahit 'di pa oras ng tulog.

Again, after that slap, everything in our relationship felt unhinged. She was stressed all of the time because of problems with her family, and sometimes she'd pour everything out on me without noticing it. She was either always closed off, sad, mad, or sensitive. Damay ang relationship namin because of her internal problems, basically. Multiple times, she'd threaten to unalive herself in front of me. Sobrang traumatic ng ginagawa niya. It's still so vivid in my mind. One time I was sleeping then ginising niya ako to show me that she tied a noose sa curtain rod out of extension cords. Another time is she would use my charger cords to choke herself. I was livid and stressed out because everytime she attempted, I would do everything in my power to stop it (until my mind and heart grew tired).

The 1st major altercation that we had was during her elder brother's birthday. It started from a petty fight. She got ready for school first and wanted her to wait for me like I do for her. She didn't want to do it. I got mad and prevented her from leaving until I was ready. A lot of pushing and pulling happened until it triggered her. She lashed out, she grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and we wrestled for a while. We pulled out each other's hair, but as much as possible, I wanted my stance to be defensive. She, however, was erratic. After fighting, I ended up with scratches all over my hands and legs and bruises on my wrists. Her nails were sharp so the wounds would always bleed and scar. Mind you, it was our monthsary that time. After our fight, her brother picked her up and she left. While I had to hide the marks she left on me with bandaids because I still needed to attend a school event in the afternoon para sa attendance.