bob ong "quotes" (PAG-IBIG,PAG - AARAL,BUHAY,HALO-HALO....)

"Kung hindi mo mahal and isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya.."

"Hiwalayan na kung di ka na masaya. Walang gamot sa tanga kundi pagkukusa."

"Bakit ba ayaw matulog ng mga bata sa tanghali? alam ba nilang pag natuto silang umibig e hindi na sila makakatulog kahit gusto nila?"

"Hindi lungkot o takot ang mahirap sa pag-iisa kundi ang pagtanggap na sa bilyon-bilyong tao sa mundo, wala man lang nakipaglaban upang makasama ka."

"Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lang yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!"


"PAG-AARAL"


"Nalaman kong marami palang libreng lecture sa mundo, ikaw ang gagawa ng syllabus. Maraming teacher sa labas ng eskuwelahan, desisyon mo kung kanino ka magpapaturo. Lahat tayo enrolled ngayon sa isang university, maraming subject na mahirap, pero dahil libre, ikaw ang talo kung nag-drop ka. Isa-isa tayong ga-graduate, iba't-ibang paraan. tanging diploma ay ang mga alaala ng kung ano mang tulong o pagmamahal ang iniwan natin sa mundong pinangarap nating baguhin minsan..."


"Hikayatin mo lahat ng kakilala mo na magkaroon ng kahit isa man lang paboritong libro sa buhay nila. Dahil wala nang mas kawawa pa sa mga taong literado pero hindi nagbabasa."


"Dalawang dekada ka lang mag-aaral. kung 'di mo pagtityagaan, limang dekada ng kahirapan ang kapalit. sobrang lugi. kung alam lang 'yan ng mga kabataan, sa pananaw ko ehh walang gugustuhing umiwas sa eskwela."


"BUHAY"

"Nalaman kong hindi final exam ang passing rate ng buhay. hindi ito multiple choice, identification, true or false, enumeration or fill-in-the- blanks na sinasagutan kundi essay na isinusulat araw-araw. Huhusgahan ito hindi base sa kung tama o mali ang sagot, kundi base sa kung may kabuluhan ang mga isinulat o wala. Allowed ang erasures."

"Kumain ka na ng siopao na may palamang pusa o maglakad sa bubog nang nakayapak, pero wag na wag kang susubok mag-drugs. Kung hindi mo kayang umiwas, humingi ka ng tulong sa mga magulang mo dahil alam nila kung saan ang mga murang supplier at hindi ka nila iisahan."

"Mangarap ka at abutin mo. Wag mong sisihin ang sira mong pamilya, palpak mong syota, pilay mong tuta, o mga lumilipad na ipis. Kung may pagkukulang sa'yo mga magulang mo, pwde kang manisi at maging rebelde. Tumigil ka sa pag-aaral, mag-asawa ka, mag-drugs ka, magpakulay ka ng buhok sa kili-kili. Sa banding huli, ikaw din ang biktima. Rebeldeng walang napatunayan at bait sa sarili."

"Tuparin ang mga pangarap. Obligasyon mo yan sa sarili mo. Kung gusto mo mang kumain ng balde-baldeng lupa para malagay ka sa Guinness Book of World Records at maipagmalaki ng bansa natin, sige lang. Nosi balasi. wag mong pansinin ang sasabihin ng mga taong susubok humarang sa'yo. Kung hindi nagsumikap ang mga scientist noon, hindi pa rin tayo dapat nakatira sa jupiter ngayon. Pero hindi pa rin naman talaga tayo nakatira sa jupiter dahil nga hindi nagsumikap ang mga scientist noon. Kita mo yung moral lesson?"

"Nalaman kong habang lumalaki ka, maraming beses kang madadapa. Bumangon ka man ulit o hindi, magpapatuloy ang buhay, iikot ang mundo, at mauubos ang oras."



"HALO-HALO"

"Wag magmadali sa pag-aasawa. Tatlo, lima , sampung taon sa hinaharap, mag-iiba pa ang pamantayan mo at maiisip mong di pala tamang pumili ng kapareha dahil lang sa kaboses niya si Debbie Gibson o magaling mag-breakdance. Totoong mas importante ang kalooban ng tao higit anuman. Sa paglipas ng panahon, maging ang mga crush ng bayan sa eskwelahan e nagmumukha ring pandesal. Maniwala ka."

"Ayokong nasasanay sa mga bagay na pwede namang wala sa buhay ko."

"Hinahanap mo nga ba ako o ang kawalan ko?"

"Hindi dahil sa hindi mo naiintindihan ang isang bagay ay kasinungalingan na ito. at hindi lahat ng kaya mong intindihin ay katotohanan. "

"Sabi nila, sa kahit ano raw problema, isang tao lang ang makakatulong sa'yo - ang sarili mo. Tama sila. Isinuplong ako ng sarili ko. Kaya siguro namigay ng konsyensya ang Diyos, alam niyang hindi sa lahat ng oras e gumagana ang utak ng tao."

"Obligasyon kong maglayag, karapatan kong pumunta sa kung saan ko gusto, responsibilidad ko ang buhay ko."

"Masama akong tao, tulad mo, sa parehong paraan na mabuti kang tao, tulad ko."

"Mas mabuting mabigo sa paggawa ng isang bagay kesa magtagumpay sa paggawa ng wala."

"Iba ang walang ginagawa sa gumagawa ng wala."

"Iba ang informal grammar sa mali!!!"

"Para san ba ang cellphone na may camera? Kung kailangan sa buhay un, dapat matagal na kong patay."

"Pare, isa kang totoong tao at walang halong kasinungalingan. In English, FACT you, pare. Totoo ka. In English, FACT you!"

Bob Ong’s Words of Wisdom

1.‘Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lng yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!’

2.‘Kung hindi mo mahal ang isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya..’

3.‘Huwag magmadali sa babae o lalaki. Tatlo, lima , sampung taon, mag-iiba ang pamantayan mo at maiisip mong hindi pala tamang pumili ng kapareha dahil lang maganda o nakakalibog ito. Totoong mas mahalaga ang kalooban ng tao higit sa anuman. Sa paglipas ng panahon, maging ang mga crush ng bayan nagmumukha ding pandesal, maniwala ka.’

Sa iyo Mahal kong anak,

Sa aking pagtanda, unawain mo sana ako at pagpasensiyahan.
Kapag dala ng kalabuan ng mata ay nakabasag ako ng pinggan
o nakatapon ng sabaw sa hapag kainan,
huwag mo sana akong kagagalitan.
Maramdamin ang isang matanda.
Nagse-self-pity ako sa tuwing sinisigawan mo ako.
Kapag mahina na ang tenga ko at hindi ko maintindihan
ang sinasabi mo, huwag mo naman sana akong sabihan
ng "binge!" paki-ulit nalang ang
sinabi mo o pakisulat nalang.
Pasensya ka na, anak. Matanda na talaga ako.
Kapag mahina na ang tuhod ko, pagtiyagaan mo sana akong
tulungang tumayo, katulad ng pag-aalalay ko sa iyo
noong nag-aaral ka pa lamang lumakad.
Pagpasensyahan mo sana ako kung ako man ay
nagiging makulit at paulit-ulit na parang sirang plaka.
Basta pakinggan mo nalang ako.
Huwag mo sana akong pagtatawanan o
pagsasawaang pakinggan.
Natatandaan mo anak noong bata ka pa?
kapag gusto mo ng lobo, paulit-ulit mo 'yong sasabihin,
maghapon kang mangungulit hangga't
hindi mo nakukuha ang gusto mo.
Pinagtyagaan ko ang kakulitan mo.
Pagpasensyahan mo na rin sana ang aking amoy.
Amoy matanda, amoy lupa.
Huwag mo sana akong piliting maligo.
Mahina na ang katawan ko.
Madaling magkasakit kapag nalamigan,
huwag mo sana akong pandirihan.
Natatandaan mo noong bata ka pa?
pinatyagaan kitang habulin sa ilalim ng kama
kapag ayaw mong maligo.
Pagpasensyahan mo sana kung madalas,
ako'y masungit, dala na marahil ito ng katandaan.
Pagtanda mo, maiintindihan mo rin.
Kapag may konti kang panahon,
magkwentuhan naman tayo, kahit sandali lang.
Inip na ako sa bahay, maghapong nag-iisa.
Walang kausap.
Alam kong busy ka sa trabaho,
subalit nais kong malaman mo na sabik
na sabik na akong makakwentuhan ka,
kahit alam kong hindi ka interesado sa mga kwento ko.
Natatandaan mo anak, noong bata ka pa?
Pinagtyagaan kong pakinggan at intindihin
ang pautal-utal mong kwento tungkol sa iyong laruan
At kapag dumating ang sandali na ako'y magkakasakit
at maratay sa banig ng karamdaman,
huwag mo sana akong pagsawaang alagaan.
Pagpasensyahan mo na sana kung ako
man ay maihi o madumi sa higaan,
pagtyagaan mo sana akong alagaan sa mga
huling sandali ng aking buhay.
Tutal hindi na naman ako magtatagal.
Kapag dumating ang sandali ng aking pagpanaw,
hawakan mo sana ang aking kamay
at bigyan mo ako ng lakas ng loob
na harapin ang kamatayan.
At huwag kang mag-alala,
kapag kaharap ko na ang Diyos na lumikha,
ibubulong ko sa kanya na pagpalain ka sana ...
dahil naging mapagmahal ka sa iyong ama't ina...
Nagmamahal,

Tatay at Nanay

by....bob ong

rihanna

"how Do You Heal a Broken Heart"

"the kiss"

The Art of Letting Go

It's over. He's gone.

Why do we have to part while
the love is still there?
Why do we have to suffer?
Why do we have to cry when
somebody bids goodbye?
Why do beginnings have an end?
Why do we have to meet
only to lose in the end?

There are questions left unanswered,
words left unsaid, letters left unread,
poems left undone, songs left unsung,
love left unexpressed,
promises left unfulfilled.

In a relationship,
one of the hardest things to do
is saying goodbye and letting go.
It is as hard as breaking a crystal
because you'll never know when you
will be able to pick up the pieces again.
More often than not, they who go,
feel not the pain of parting:
it is they who stay behind that suffer,
because they are left
with memories of a love
that was meant to be,
a love that was.

At the beginning and at the end
of a relationship,
we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone.
Unfair as it may seem,
but that's the way love goes.
That's the drama, the bittersweet
and the risk of falling in love.
After all, nothing is constant but change.
Everything will eventually come to its end
without us knowing when,
without us knowing how,
without us even knowing why.
And we must forget not because we have to
but because we have to.

In letting go, sorrows come
not as a single spy but in batallion.
It seems that everywhere you go,
everything you do,
every song you hear,
every turn of your head,
every move of your body,
every beat of your heart,
every blink of your eye and every breath
you take always reminds you of him.
It's like a stab of a knife,
a torture in the night.
Funny how the whole world
becomes depopulated
when only one person is missing.
Just imagine,
there are billion people on earth
and yet it seems you feel lonely
and empty without the other.

I don't know if it's worth calling an art,
but letting go entails
special skills sparkled
with a considerable space and time.
Time heals all wounds but it takes
a little push on our part.
Acceptance plays a part.
Not all love stories end with
"...and they live happily ever after."

Sometimes we have to part because of
circumstances beyond our control.
We have to suffer if it would
mean happiness for others.
We have to cry to
temporarily let go of the pains.
Every beginning has its end
like every dawn has its dusk.
It's something we can't control,
something we had to live up.

It's over.
He's gone. But life has to go on.
Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.
There will always be a place and time
where questions will be answered,
words will be spoken,
letters will be read,
poems will be recited in the night,
songs will be sung in harmony,
love will be expressed in solitude and
promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Somehow. Someday.

"The philippine,banaue rice terraces"

"maria cristina falls in illigan city,phil.

puerto princesa in palawan phil,

"FOREVER"

"Nothing lasts forever"
Thats what most people believe in.It is a fact, because everything in this world has an end.But as for me,there ar things in this world that can defy forever....
I believe in forever,because for me FOREVER is a choice.It depends on the people who will take the risk to choose it. I may not know everything about love and life..... but i am sure of one thing... I have options to choose from. I can start building forever if i will begin today.Trust goes with forever.A relationship can attain eternity If it does not know the word QUIT! people fail to have forever because of fears, fear of fighting, fear of trying, fear of losing and most of all fear of loving back.These are the reasons why most people are not happy.Most of the time we try to protect ourselves.Of course! Who would like to get hurt right??? But.... Come to think of it, when will you learn?..... how will you grow?
In terms of more than paltonicc relationships,I always say that is better to have loved and lost...than never to have loved at all...but after experiencing pains, aches, furts from losses...I told myself to wake up,Lif is not a fairy tale... It doesnt always have a happy ending.We cannot get everything we wnt...More often than not, whatever it is that we like the most is the thing that it is not given to us for reasons only GOD knows.Just like other girls, ther was also a time in my life where I reached to a point wherein I swore not to love again...Somehow the bitterness in me manifested on my personality..I have changed.
Thank God!! I moved on... One morning, I proudly told myself "Im ready to love again"...
Loving is not a gamble, Why???because when you learn how to TRULy love someone you will never end up losing.When you love, you should free yourself from all the expectations because TRUE Love is free from demands.ONe thing I learn about love is to know how and when to LET GO...
Yes! Its hard..... but when you totally surrender your all...you
will discovera better you... the one waiting to come out.
I would rather have forever in friendships, friends arenot just treasure...They are priceless gemsone person could possess.To be in the arms of a friend when youre down, talking nonsense and yet it appears to be highly intellectual,laughing when youre sad and happy.... those are wonderful experiences,experienced in friendships.In my life,I have many friends.... but you know what? I only need one to complete me...A friend loves at all times.I dont need wealth,fame and all the things this deceiving world can offer...I just need ONE real,true,BEST friend.If ever i will find one...I will be extremely happy...Someone who will never leave me...whatever...wherever...whenever..but GOD is so good.. he has given me more...I really thank GOd for those wonderful creatures who are always with me....especially when I needed them...In the future I know I also have to choose my forever..
There are billions of people in this planet...and yet...I only need a single soul to
be completely happy....
There are billions of people in this planet and yet.I only need one person for me
to choose "FOREVER".....

"sENtiMEnts"

Whenever I hear love songs,
Whenever I see sweet scenes from movies
I cant help but cry reminiscing the past
With memories full of love and dreams
I still remember the night we met
There is a voice within me, telling me something
_Something, which I couldn't explain
Then in silence I listen to my heart
And it says that you'll be a part of my life
From then on I cherished every minute, every second spent
with you
Never bother to think about what would happen next for the coming days
But suddenly a fear within me hinders me from loving you
Fear that Im not ready to fulfill a commitment with you
Then I found myselfaskng if I love you
I tried to convince myself that we're just friends
so I told you that I coudn't offer you more....
I know that Ive hurt you,I've seen it through your eyes
If you only knew how much pain I felt when I lied to you, to myself
THat it almost sopped my heart from beating....
From then on you've been cold to me, you;ve changed
Oh how it urts me of how things turned out
It seems that Im bearing the consequence of what I've done
Then suddenly,I just found myself alone, with tears falling down my cheeks
"I need you,Im sure I need you, because I love you",
I just realized
can you hear me? But how? Somebody now owns youre heart.
Now tell me,
How can i say goodbye to the someone I never had?
Why do tears fall for someone who was never mine?
Why am I missing someone,I was never with?
And I asked"why do I love someone whose love was never
mine?"......

who am i?????

I am nothing special: of this i am sure!

Im a common girl with a common thoughts....

and i've led a common life.

there are no monuments dedicated to me....

and my name will soon be forgotten,but i've loved another

with all my heart and soul,

and to me... this was always been enough....

...it is over....

Now im fine i had a good cry

tears on my face and have nothing can it dry....

I know that it will happen knew in my heart of heart.

That we can't be together but be apart.

It hurts now and will hurt evev more

but i enjoyed every second,so im not sorry for!

The joy;love and peace what this time i gained were more

important....

so i sacrificed for the pain...

These were little things the other side were you,

hope that you liked every thing and wont forget me too....

The end....

Im sitting here,thinking about my life...

How many things i've seen and heard

but now im ready to end this 'shit'.

I dont see the point of being here anymore...

even when im in a room full of people,i feel alone...

I scream at the top of my lounges,but no one seems to care...

i wonder if im even wanted.

if i were to die,would you care?

or will the memory's with time fade?

would you help or just turn away?

This is how i feel every day

just remembering and hating myself even more...

but here i am all alone....

sometimes i think that im barely known,

but now its time to say goodbye,to the one's i love......

ALONE....

Nobody knows how it feels to be me...

always alone,unwanted,and unloved....

feels deserted,unneeded,and unhappy...'til you came...

But things will never be as i wanted them to...

what feels so good is not right to do,

so i'll just say goodbye and let you go...

i know i can never have you

But thanks for the memory that linger in my heart

The good things we shared for just a short while...

Only these,stay in my memory...

nothings to hold....

no one to love me...

no more you......

"dark addiction"

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This world is mine.
I embrace it, I embrace the darkness that's devoured me.
No longer can the light shine.
No longer can I feel the beat of what I had.
No longer can I feel.
Oh, what a coward am I.
Grieving rather than accepting.
The walls cave in on me again.
Waiting for the final act to be done.
With arms wide, death calls.
Never have I felt so welcome.
I fear my thoughts.
Oh, fatigue won't you exhume me?
Before I fall again.
Before the final act is to be committed once again.
Let us sleep for tonight.
No more will to fight.
For I wish to lose the sight.
Of the triumphant addiction ...

..screaming,crying,bleeding....

A waterfall of tears
A fountain of blood
a razor in her hand
pain in her heart
her music blasting & she's screaming
this is a story of a girl's everyday life
cursed with regret & choices she's made
she screws everything up can't do anything right
cries herself to sleep every night
cuts deeper and deeper every time
Right now she's wishing her wrists were bleeding
sure she acts like everything's ok

But.....

shes really pondering thoughts of suicide
& imagining the edge of her knife slicing her skin
she can even smell the blood
you've never known
she's had you all fooled
but what if she opened up to you
and told you the truth
cut the fake smiles and showed you every bruise
told you her plan of suicide, showed you her knife
would you still be her friend, or would you turn around and run?
or are you one who has the nerve to judge and tell her she's wrong?
if so are you gonna judge me, i'm tired of hiding.
yes this is the story of my life
every time i've said i was fine i lied, every time i smiled, it was fake
so what do you think?
Am I wrong, right, crazy, or sick? tell me what you really think.
I'm a lost cause there's nothing that can save me
This is the story of my life, now tell me
did you take the time to get to know me or did you straight up judge me?
Or are you still there holding on and never letting go
if so let me know you'll be one of a few
now you've listened to my confession tell me yours
i'm here and ready to listen
and yes my wrists will be bleeding
bleeding for the pain you're going through
bleeding for others who don't have a voice.
bleeding for everyone in pain tonight.
bleeding for all who are wishing to die.
just turn up your music & start screaming, crying and bleeding
you're not the only one
& let this be a lesson: think before you judge
or before you tell someone they're wrong.
you never know who's really hurting, or hiding their pain.
so before you want to put someone down
consider this:
That comment of yours could be life or death.

...emotional...

It’s fun to play with guns and knives,
Where I no longer have to hide.
I show myself, the mess I am,
Where I let loose all I can.
Where I can say all I want,
Without the taunts,
The names they call me,
Which yes I may be.
They hurt me inside,
And now I cannot hide,
I live in fright,
And in endless spite.

A Love Tragedy...

Once upon a time, there was once a guy who was very much in love with this girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of papercranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small executive in his company, his future doesn't seemed too bright, they were very happy together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualise any future for the both of them, so let's go their own ways there and then... heartbroken, the guy agreed.

When he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all these hardwork and with the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company...

"You never fail until you stop trying." he always told himself. "I must make it in life!"
One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realise those were his ex-girlfriend's parents. With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same anymore, he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He had made it in life!

Before the guy can realise, the couple was walking towards a cemetary,and he got out of his car and followed them...and he saw his ex-girlfriend, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone... and he saw his precious papercranes in a bottle placed beside her tomb. Her parents saw him. He walked over and asked them why this had happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was stricken ill with cancer. In her heart, she had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want her illness to be his obstacle ... therefore she had chosen to leave him.

She had wanted her parents to put his papercranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again he can take some of those back with him. The guy just wept ...the worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them but knowing you can't have them and will never see them again.

The Breakup

Boy: Baby, we need to talk.
Girl: Ricardo, what do u mean?
Boy: Something has come up...
Girl: What? What's wrong? Is it bad?
Boy: I don't want to hurt you, baby.
Girl: *Thinks* Oh my God, I hope he doesnt break up with me... I love him so much.
Boy: Baby, are you there??
Girl: Yeah, I'm here. What is so important??
Boy: I'm not sure if I should say it..
Girl: Well, you already brought it up, so please just tell me.
Boy: I'm leaving...
Girl: Baby, what are u talking about?? I don't want you to leave me, I love you.
Boy: Not like that, I mean I'm moving far away.
Girl: Why? All of your famliy lives over here.
Boy: Well, my father is sending me away to a boarding school far away.
Girl: I can't believe this.
[FATHER: (Picks up the other phone, interrupts & yells furiously
ERICA!, what did I tell you about talking to boys?!!!... Get off the
damn phone!! (And hangs up).]

Boy: Wow, your father sounds really mad.
Girl: You know how he gets, but anyways, I dont want you to go.
Boy: Would you run away with me?
Girl: Baby, you know I would, I would do anything for you, but I
can't... You don't know what would happen if I did. My dad would kill me!
Boy: *Sad* It's okay.. I understand, I guess..
Girl: *Thinking*I can't believe what's going on.
Boy: I need to give you something tonite, because I am leaving on
flight 1-80 in the morning, so I need to see you now.
Girl: Okay, I will sneak out & meet you at the park.
Boy: Okay, I'll meet you there in 20 minutes.
[They meet at a nearby park, they both hug eachother. And he gives
her a note.]
Boy: Here you go, this is for you. I gotta go.
Girl: *Tear* (Begins to cry.)
Boy: Baby, dont cry, you know I love you... But I have to go.
Girl: Okay (Begins to walk away.)
[They both go back home. And Erica begins to read the letter he gave her]
It says...
"Erica,

You probably already know that I'm leaving, I knew this would be better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care about you. The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so much, you are my bitch and dont you ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around you. You really have no clue how much I hate you. Now that I'm leaving I thought you should know that I hate you, bitch. You never did the right thing, and you were never there. I didnt think I could hate someone as much as I hate you. And I never want to see you, for the rest of my life, I will never miss kissing you like before, I never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that's a promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that. Bitch, you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you have from me. Fuck, I hate you so much. I will not talk to you soon bitch... Goodbye.
- Ricardo"

[ Erica begins to cry, she throws the paper in tha garbage & crys for hours ]
... A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely... Then she gets a phone call....
Friend: How are you feeling?
Girl: I just cant believe this happened.. I thought he loved me.
Friend: Oh, about that. Ricardo left me a message. A few days ago. He told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something...
Girl: Umm.. okay.
[She finds a piece of paper in the jacket,
It says:
"Baby I hope you find this before you read my letter. I knew your dad might read it, so I switched a few words...
Hate = Love
Never = Always
Bitch = Baby
Will not= will
.... I hope you didn't take that seriously because I love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats why I wanted you to run away with me... -Ricardo"]
Girl: Oh my God! It's a letter.. Ricardo does love me!!, he must of slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I can't believe how stupid I am!!
Friend: lol Okay but I g2g... Call me later.
Girl: *happy*okay, bye, I'll be at home waiting for my baby to call me!
... Erica turns the T.V. on......

[Breaking news] "An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we are still searching for survivors... This is a tragedy we will never forget, this plane was flight 1-80... it was on its way to an all boys boarding school..." the Reporter says.
[ She turns off the t.v. ... 3 days later, she kills herself, because of the fact that Ricardo was dead & she had nothing to live for... ]

... A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Ricardo, he called to leave a message. "Its Ricardo, I guess you're not home so, I called to let you know that I'm alive, I missed my flight because I had to see you one last time. So, I hope your not worried. I am staying for good.