my apolgies for using this account for such matters but as to what some accounts used to see in my blog, i've stated somewhere that i am a part of a student council from a state college in my country the Philippines hence why i made this poorly drafted post in a hurry.
currently, as the 2022 election ended, atrocities and electoral anomalies were found during the vote counting process and statisticians had shown their data that had shown these anomalies (refer to this link) the normal distribution of votes as shown on their data is an indication how the vote counting process depicts a rigged tally since the population/demographics in the Philippines are unevenly distributed (we are an archipelagic country consisting of 17 regions with some congested areas such as areas in metro manila)
adding to this, as a history major myself, i am baffled with the amount of historical revisionism and distortion rampantly happening and we, as students of history and historians ourselves, are ridiculed and ignored despite countless efforts of presenting narratives, books, documentaries and photos that shows what majority dub as the "golden era" of the Philippinesâthis is the tyranny of the late dictator Ferdinand Marcos Sr. the 14-year rule of this dictator had thousands of filipinos killed, many are still unfound, human rights violation happened left and right, millions of debt were placed under our names, the democracy of the press and students actively participating in protests of this regime were illegally arrested against their own means and were tortured. once the filipinos had kicked this tyrant out of his seat during the EDSA PEOPLE POWER but the 2022 election had let the son's dictator be put into seat as the philippine president.
(if you wish to know more about martial law, i have this link that contains resources that can help)
this marked yet another year of our lives fighting for a just and transparent governance. the philippines is at it's peril. we have already made it into international headlines with the name of that dictator staining our identities.
this is not an issue of our moral integrity being bought by money in order to cope with the rampant poverty but this lies deeper with the miseducation of the people. the education system that we have are flawed, made to glorify the dictators and the corrupts. those who shares thw teuth and fights for our rights were killed, red-tagged, shunned off by textbooks and marked as terrorists.
please, spread the truth about our country and give comfort to any filipino mutual that you have. please spread awareness as to what is happening in our country because as much as my words pass by your timeline and reaches its end, a simple share can help those unaware of our situation. i can't stand not doing anything for my country, not everyone i know of are privileged enough to flourish after we suffer the consequences dictated by our distorted past.
please, comfort any filipino mutual that you have. by being emotiional about this, i have been out in the streets mobilizing and organizing campaigns to fight for a clean election and have been receiving dead threats here and there. it is fear inducing, yes, but what lies ahead of me if i stay quiet is a life without a future in a country i love so much.
bilang aktibong lider-estudyante, magkikita tayo sa lansangan para ipagpatuloy ang laban para sa bayan đ¸â¨ hindi pa tayo tapos mga kazams đ
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thinking about being on top and feeling confident bc you think you control the pace. youâre in charge now and what a feeling until you realize theyâre just holding your hips while you grind and they pound into from beneath. they bounce you and hold you down and :( :((((
btw. the youth ARENT overreacting. this isn't something you can rely on wishful thinking, this is six fucking years. six years of our lives that are in hell right now. you can't just âoh well, he won :(â and this isn't us being too political. this is our lives we're fighting for here, our future. 36 years ago we were destroyed and we picked up the pieces from what we had left. the youth grew up with knowledge of the fear and horror the name "marcos" brought, knowing full well that martial law was no lie, it was real and they revolted against it in whatever way a people could.
36 years later, we put the late dictator's son, a fraud, a liar, a tax evader, back in office. we give him the legacy his father desired. we made our own monsters because 30 million people chose this fate. and god, they weren't lying when they said it's so fucking hard not to hate being a filipino. it's so fucking hard not to despise your country, knowing the absolute fuckery they let themselves become.
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Deserved fr. I have never seen a man have the balls to fix a relationship before. I'm saying this from experience.
Before It's Too Late
Warnings: Angst(no comfort)
:Scaramouche;Kazuha;Xiao;Diluc x GN Reader
You love how constant things are.
Everyday, the same thing will happen. A kiss for your lover in the morning then work until the last rays of sun can be seen and return to his arms at night.
You hate change.
Hate how his eyes don't hold the same love for you. He stops talking to you and asking how your day was. Body turning away from you whenever you try to hug him, an excuse always slipping from him.
You stayed for love.
Fixing things as if it'll turn back the same but cracks have already appeared and you couldn't do anything but watch.
Everything happens so suddenly, like you're floating but drowning at the same time.
His words gripping your heart so much that even breathing hurts.
But a fool you are, hugging him and trying to make him stay with you. Words of affection already spilling from you, shame and dignity already thrown out of the picture. Everything for him to love you again.
Hope was in your eyes when he turned around until a stinging silence greeted you.
For a brief moment, you believed that you could still save your love for him.
No tears escape from you as you cradle your burning cheek from being slapped. As the realization of everything dawned on you, your pitiful form kneeled against the floor. You felt everything all at once, while he stands there stunned.
Shaking hands tried to reach for you but you backed away from him like a cornered animal.
"I'm so sorry,... I didn't - I'm so sorry (Y/N). Please let me hold you. I'm so sorry love I didn't mean to, please"
"You slapped me?" you asked, still in denial that the man you spend all your years with can hurt you so much like this.
"I'm so sorry (Y/N), I don't know what got into me-"
"You're right" you look at him and for the first time you feel calm, like the final piece fitting into the puzzle.
"This relationship's not gonna work. I can't force myself to you if you don't love me anymore"
"That's not true, I still love you (Y/n). Can we just talk about this?"
Picking yourself up you removed the ring he had given you and handed it to him. Already done being the one who keeps this relationship alive. You're tired in fighting for his affection everyday as if his love was limited to only acknowledging your presence alone.
"Stop this (Y/n), put this back right now, what are you doing?!"
Everything was clear now, as if you'd been suddenly brought to light.
Love is not enough to save the both of you and this was the last straw to give everything up. So you let it all fall.
"Don't please, no you can't do this! (Y/n)!"
"I love you! Please! Just... just stop. Let's talk ok? (Y/n)?"
You didn't turn back, even if he tried to call for you, just as how you imagined he did in your dreams once upon a time when you're still naive, stupid, and hopeful.
Packing your belongings as quickly as you can, not wasting anymore time as he begs for you stay like how you beg for him earlier.
Regret fills him as he watches the only thing that matters to him walk out of his life, unable to stop you because he has already hurt you so much that the least he can do is to let you go.
He stood helplessly by the door, wishing you'd return and love him again, but you didn't even once look back.
LITERALLY BEGGING đ I NEED MORE OBITO ANGST. AN UNREQUITED LOVE AND ALL THAT SHIT.
Dear Anime fic writers, especially those who write for Naruto characters, could you make more Obito, Genma, Shikamaru angst stories? Pleaaassseeee...
I'M SOBBINGGGG AND WAILING AND SCREAMING AND LITERALLY JUST LEVITATING đđ MALLEUS LEARNING TAGALOG JUST FOR HIS BAE IS RAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
đ surprises you one day by attempting to converse with you fully in your mother tongue. No, not the common language that you seemed to have just automatically learned when you were whisked to Twisted Wonderland, but the language from your original world. Some of his pronunciations are hilariously awkward and he uses slangs here and there that doesn't fit with his usually formal appearance, but he's trying. God, he's trying.
And you don't know why but you feel like crying. This guy, socially inept as he is, is trying to make you feel like you're at home in a place so unlike home.
When you ask how in the world he knew about your language, he confesses that he's been keeping note of words and phrases you absentmindedly use in conversations, along with what he assumes are their meaning. He apologizes for taking too long to be confident enough to speak to you like this, but he was afraid that he'd sound like he's disrespecting your home if he didn't practice enough by himself.
"I know I sound like a fool. Your language is rather difficult on my tongue."
"It's fine... It's... It's more than fine. You didn't have to... You didn't... You didn't have to..." You can't find the words to say to him. You can't properly express your emotions.
"I do not wish to settle for fine... I want to know everything about you. Everything. So,"
"Maaari mo ba akong turuan?" [Won't you teach me?]
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