Teensy Weensy Gal

Indulge in my messy universe.



‘Scared To Death’

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I am very scared that no one will love me for me. I don’t go by the world standards we have nowadays, but most especially because I’m too wrecked and complicated. I have a weird kind of thinking that I don’t think somebody would understand. No one in my pool of loved ones do, so why would a stranger will?

Words by MV Sorima #prose
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If you have only read my mind,
and heard my heart,
and felt my soul,
you’ll be in tears.
You’ll be filled with wonder.
You’ll ask me why,
but I sure won’t be able to answer
because I don’t know either.
I think, it’s just the way it is.
Believe me,
I also wonder why and how I love that much.



Words by MV Sorima
Photo from Once Upon A Time (TV Series)

‘Every Pain’

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(c) Huffpost

Every kind of pain, whether reasonable or not, must still be acknowledged. The pain that should not have been there, if and only if you have chosen what’s right for you, is still pain. Every kind of pain must be showered with all kinds of love and care this world contains.

Words by MV Sorima


Why We Brush Off People Who Like Us

Have you ever been in a situation where someone you like has started to reciprocate your feelings back? Or someone out of nowhere hints you that he likes you? Do you belong to the majority of the people who feel very awkward in such situations?

Well, it’s a common story that it’s very uncomfortable when the object of your affection finally reciprocates back, more uneasy than those times when he/she can’t see you yet. When someone says he/she likes you, you draw back. I find myself doing such, and now that I’ve watched this video, I came to understand everything.

Can you believe that the answer to this is none other than ourselves. We go off because we can’t see the reason why they like us. It’s because we believe we are unlovable due to many things in our past. We believe we don’t deserve more that’s why unrequited affections are much okay for us. When we are brushed off by someone, we’re not surprised because we subconsciously believe that we deserve that kind of treatment.

So if you’re going through the same thing, why don’t you give your admirer a chance? Maybe he/she’s the ‘right’ one for you…

” We accept the love we think we deserve “

– Perks of Being a Wallflower

Video from The School of Life

15 Things That Happen When You Fall In Love With Your Life Instead Of A Person | Thought Catalog

One of the things I am very proud of is that I successfully passed through the roller coaster journey of genuinely loving my life and myself. You know what, after I’ve done that, I felt powerful in a sense that I AM COMPLETE. And feeling like that will surely unleash me to greater things out there that I’m yet to discover! 

via 15 Things That Happen When You Fall In Love With Your Life Instead Of A Person | Thought Catalog


When I was 16, I outcried.
In front of hundreds of people
listening to me, I said that
I love him.
I uttered it in a language
he can understand.
He was sitting from faraway
with his arms crossed on his chest.
And when he stood up, I knew he
recognized himself through my metaphors.

I was 16 back then,
very young and naive.
But I already knew
that speaking your feelings out
is important and vital.
I know I was brave.
I know I did the right thing.

Now, in my present life,
I passed by people.
People who are much
older than 16.
With very high walls
and tough shields.
Who are too afraid
of vulnerability.

I watch as to how much love
is lost along the way.
How they can’t see
the sparkling dust of euphoria
in their hands.
They’re all letting it slip away.

I can see the magnetic force
between their glances.
I can hear the loud thumping of their hearts
when they touch.
I can feel the rhapsody when they see
each other smile.
But, still,
they walk away.

I watch all of them
with one pressing question
in my mind.


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Spreading Love In This Messed Up World


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