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				<title>whaaaaa so confused right now. kinakabahan ako para sa thursday</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/182181/</link>
				<pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 05:50:08 +0800</pubDate>

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				<title>September 29, 2026

Hired on the spot. Thank you Lord!</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/182123/</link>
				<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2026 16:17:29 +0800</pubDate>

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<p>Hired on the spot. Thank you Lord! </p>
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				<title>masarap pa din makinig ng mga old songs.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/181370/</link>
				<pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2026 09:57:31 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>masarap pa din makinig ng mga old songs.</p>
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				<title>4am feels like forever.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/181288/</link>
				<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 20:14:50 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>4am feels like forever.</p>
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				<title>4 am thoughts:

Do you have something you've always wanted to say, but never found the chance to?</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/181070/</link>
				<pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2026 20:49:27 +0800</pubDate>

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<p>Do you have something you&#8217;ve always wanted to say, but never found the chance to?</p>
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				<title>hays august  na pero wala pa ding nagbabago sakin.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/180736/</link>
				<pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2026 20:10:03 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>hays august  na pero wala pa ding nagbabago sakin.</p>
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				<title>Am I Still Late, or Better?

Like I said...

January gave me hope.
February took all my strength.
March was taking what was left of me.
April almost stole my joy.
May reminded me how to live again.
June was never my best friend.

Then came July,
Waiting for me to discover who I am.

I wonder what life will be like in August.
Somehow, I want to know what you'll look like in September.
Because I'm certain I'll want to meet you in October.
I hope to learn about your interests in November,
And finally, know what's on your mind in December.

I'm not sure if we'll ever make it together,
But one thing I know...

I've witnessed every version of you,
One season at a time.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/179746/</link>
				<pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2026 08:40:44 +0800</pubDate>

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<p>Like I said&#8230;</p>
<p>January gave me hope.<br />
February took all my strength.<br />
March was taking what was left of me.<br />
April almost stole my joy.<br />
May reminded me how to live again.<br />
June was never my best friend.</p>
<p>Then came July,<br />
Waiting for me to discover who I am.</p>
<p>I wonder what life will be like in&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-179746"><a target="_blank" href="https://friendster.click/activity/p/179746/" rel="nofollow ugc">Read More</a></span></p>
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				<title>Grabe hirap maging consistent sa workout. Day 1 ko pa lang parang ayoko na ulit gawin bukas</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/178384/</link>
				<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2026 03:02:29 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>Grabe hirap maging consistent sa workout. Day 1 ko pa lang parang ayoko na ulit gawin bukas</p>
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				<title>Whaaaaaa ambilis matapos ng July 1 ah</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/178354/</link>
				<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2026 15:30:06 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>Whaaaaaa ambilis matapos ng July 1 ah</p>
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				<title>Grabe gumagawa na ko ng Manuscript hoy whahhhah</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/177924/</link>
				<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2026 06:49:55 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>Grabe gumagawa na ko ng Manuscript hoy whahhhah</p>
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				<title>I have another project soon. Sana maumpisahan ko na siya.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/177920/</link>
				<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2026 00:43:04 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>I have another project soon. Sana maumpisahan ko na siya.</p>
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				<title>naiisip ko mag abroad bigla whahahhaha</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/172000/</link>
				<pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2026 05:52:15 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>naiisip ko mag abroad bigla whahahhaha </p>
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				<title>excited for my project soon</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/171357/</link>
				<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2026 09:11:58 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>excited for my project soon </p>
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				<title>We watched Remarkably Bright Creatures on Netflix, and it was really good.

Sometimes, we become prisoners of ourselves, right?

When we are lonely, grieving, and hurting, we become so used to carrying everything alone that we forget there are still people who genuinely care for us too. We push them away because we don’t want to become a burden. We keep our thoughts locked inside because we convince ourselves that no one is truly listening.

Somewhere along the way, we forget how to live again.

And sometimes, without meaning to, we hurt the people who can see beyond the walls we built around ourselves.

When we lose someone we deeply love, a part of us dies too. Even if we continue to wake up, show up, and survive every day, there’s still a quiet grief living inside us.

But MAYBE healing starts the moment we allow ourselves to be seen again. The moment we stop surviving alone and let the people who love us stay. MAYBE life does not ask us to move on completely, only to keep living, little by little, until the light slowly finds its way back to us again.

Just my maybe tonight.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/170961/</link>
				<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2026 14:58:05 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>We watched Remarkably Bright Creatures on Netflix, and it was really good.</p>
<p>Sometimes, we become prisoners of ourselves, right?</p>
<p>When we are lonely, grieving, and hurting, we become so used to carrying everything alone that we forget there are still people who genuinely care for us too. We push them away because we don’t want to become a b&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-170961"><a target="_blank" href="https://friendster.click/activity/p/170961/" rel="nofollow ugc">Read More</a></span></p>
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				<title>My loving boyfriend got me a pair of Merrell shoes yesterday for my birthday hike huhuhuhu.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/170633/</link>
				<pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2026 03:11:02 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>My loving boyfriend got me a pair of Merrell shoes yesterday for my birthday hike huhuhuhu.</p>
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				<title>grabe eh noh at 2am talaga ito yung trip ko whahhaha</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/169950/</link>
				<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 18:17:47 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>grabe eh noh at 2am talaga ito yung trip ko whahhaha</p>
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				<title>yan na lang mga nahanap ko na poems ko whahahhaha but I know I have so many when I was in high school. pero limot ko na kung saan ko tinago.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/169949/</link>
				<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 18:17:26 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>yan na lang mga nahanap ko na poems ko whahahhaha but I know I have so many when I was in high school. pero limot ko na kung saan ko tinago.</p>
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				<title>Oh no!!!! wala palang edit option sa mga posts whahhahaha kakainis.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/169948/</link>
				<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 18:15:58 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>Oh no!!!! wala palang edit option sa mga posts whahhahaha kakainis.</p>
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				<title>Still... Late... Better?

January gave me hope.
February took my strength.
March is taking what's left of me.
I never really thought about it until now.

The fisrt day will always be my first.
The rest are just ordinary days.
I may be at fault, but I'm not blind.
I may be wrong, but I'm not heartless.

i keep thingking about what tomorrow brings.
Because I don't dare look at yesterday.
And somehow, I'm stuck here just like today,
And just like ten years ago, still clear in my memory.

I thought time would soften everything,
Just the dates, the names, the same empty corners.
And I wonder if healing is just pretending.
That the pain has learned to change its face now and then.

Maybe I'm stuck, just tired of starting over again,
Of finding pieces of myself I keep loosing along the way.
Maybe tomorrow will stil come gently.
Even if I arrive broken... and late again.

And if hope still exists in the smallest ways,
I don't know if I deserve it anyway.
I've been here before, this quiet kind of ending,
Where nothing hurts loudly, but nothing heals completely.

So if this is my "finally,"
I won't fight it anymore.
I've carried this long enough to know
Some things don't get better than they were before.

You just learn the hard way
how to stay—
or finally,
how to leave.

- J</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/169946/</link>
				<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 18:11:48 +0800</pubDate>

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<p>January gave me hope.<br />
February took my strength.<br />
March is taking what&#8217;s left of me.<br />
I never really thought about it until now.</p>
<p>The fisrt day will always be my first.<br />
The rest are just ordinary days.<br />
I may be at fault, but I&#8217;m not blind.<br />
I may be wrong, but I&#8217;m not heartless.</p>
<p>i keep thingking about what&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-169946"><a target="_blank" href="https://friendster.click/activity/p/169946/" rel="nofollow ugc">Read More</a></span></p>
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				<title>Lost

The night feels cold, yet endless,
No stars, no clouds in sight.
Even the mood hides in silence,
Too shy to lend her light.

It feels like yesterday
The ache, the quiet loneliness.
It seeps beneath my skin again,
A touch of danger on my face.

Happiness was just a lie,
A word that lost its meaning.
I never thought I'd end up here.
Still trapped inside yesterday's fears.

But somewhere in the distance,
A faint wind whispers low.
It hums a tune I used to know,
Of peace I've yet to grow.

I walk, though I am trembling,
Through the dark I cannot see.
If the world forgets my name tonight,
I'll still remember me.

- J</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/169940/</link>
				<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 18:01:12 +0800</pubDate>

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<p>The night feels cold, yet endless,<br />
No stars, no clouds in sight.<br />
Even the mood hides in silence,<br />
Too shy to lend her light.</p>
<p>It feels like yesterday<br />
The ache, the quiet loneliness.<br />
It seeps beneath my skin again,<br />
A touch of danger on my face.</p>
<p>Happiness was just a lie,<br />
A word that lost its meaning.<br />
I never thought I&#8217;d end up&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-169940"><a target="_blank" href="https://friendster.click/activity/p/169940/" rel="nofollow ugc">Read More</a></span></p>
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				<title>I'm sorry.

I didn't know how to ride a motorcycle when I was sober.
But somehow, I almost learned how to drive when I was out of sight.
I couldn't see enough signs —
not clearly, not where right and left truly were.
But deep down, I knew
I was never the one, people would ask for help.

I lost my sanity for a moment when I rode.
And now, I don't think this was never meant for me.
Maybe it never fit right.
Maybe I never did.

Tears are falling the moment I start to try.
Nervously maneuvering, afraid we'd fly too high.
The bridges are long, and the roads are too tight.
And I ask him, "Please, let us go home for the night."

Too much silence, too much pain.
The eyes don't lie, but they're not to blame.
Words we speak can call the rain —
falling deep where hides the pain.

"Sorry" is what we always say.
We don't know what it really means, anyway.
We say it out of fear,
but somehow, we end up sorry for ourselves.

Maybe that's the truth we quietly hold inside.
So here I am, saying it gently.
I'm sorry for the harm I caused.
And I'm still finding my way back home.

- J</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/169938/</link>
				<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 17:55:15 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>I&#8217;m sorry.</p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t know how to ride a motorcycle when I was sober.<br />
But somehow, I almost learned how to drive when I was out of sight.<br />
I couldn&#8217;t see enough signs —<br />
not clearly, not where right and left truly were.<br />
But deep down, I knew<br />
I was never the one, people would ask for help.</p>
<p>I lost my sanity for a moment when I rode.<br />
And n&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-169938"><a target="_blank" href="https://friendster.click/activity/p/169938/" rel="nofollow ugc">Read More</a></span></p>
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				<title>Two (Voices)

I know the sky is painted blue and white,
but they swear it's purple.
I know I don't like dresses, but they insist
I love to wear them.
I know I barely eat sweets, but they say 
I crave for chocolate like air.
I know I used to love life ... 
but to that, they say nothing.

I know my silence means I need space,
but they call it an attitude.
I know my tears are real, but they say
I cry for nothing.
I know my anger comes from pain, but they tell me
I'm just difficult.
I know I'm trying my best, but they insist
I'm not enough.

I know who I am, but they rewrite me.
I know what I feel, but they erase me.
And when I finally fade into silence ...
to that, they say nothing.

- J (j)</title>
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				<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 17:41:17 +0800</pubDate>

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<p>I know the sky is painted blue and white,<br />
but they swear it&#8217;s purple.<br />
I know I don&#8217;t like dresses, but they insist<br />
I love to wear them.<br />
I know I barely eat sweets, but they say<br />
I crave for chocolate like air.<br />
I know I used to love life &#8230;<br />
but to that, they say nothing.</p>
<p>I know my silence means I need space,<br />
but they&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-169936"><a target="_blank" href="https://friendster.click/activity/p/169936/" rel="nofollow ugc">Read More</a></span></p>
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				<title>Hello, My Love

Hello there, I wonder how much time you spend there every day,
I wonder how much time I spend wishing you could stay.
I wonder what life would be like if you were still here today,
How bright my days would be, with nothing to fear each day.

I picture your smile, like sunshine so warm,
Yet the world feels quieter as I call your name, Mom.
Longing for your voice, echoing through these walls.
Though you're far, your love still calls,

I will wait for the day we meet again, my dear.
In memories we cherished, in love so sincere.
As I whisper to the stars above,
Hoping that you still feel my endless love.
Dear Mama, my heart still belongs to you.

- J</title>
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				<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 17:29:32 +0800</pubDate>

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<p>Hello there, I wonder how much time you spend there every day,<br />
I wonder how much time I spend wishing you could stay.<br />
I wonder what life would be like if you were still here today,<br />
How bright my days would be, with nothing to fear each day.</p>
<p>I picture your smile, like sunshine so warm,<br />
Yet the world feels quieter as I call&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-169934"><a target="_blank" href="https://friendster.click/activity/p/169934/" rel="nofollow ugc">Read More</a></span></p>
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				<title>I'll be sharing my poems here soon hehehheh sana mahanap ko pa yung mga old poems ko.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/169429/</link>
				<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2026 10:29:24 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>I&#8217;ll be sharing my poems here soon hehehheh sana mahanap ko pa yung mga old poems ko.</p>
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				<title>It's 2:44 am and I'm still awake.

May kausap akong coordinator/organizer going to Mt. Pulag for my birthday. Sana goods to at hindi scam whhahahah hays.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/169076/</link>
				<pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2026 18:45:00 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>It&#8217;s 2:44 am and I&#8217;m still awake.</p>
<p>May kausap akong coordinator/organizer going to Mt. Pulag for my birthday. Sana goods to at hindi scam whhahahah hays.</p>
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				<title>Good morning!

Claiming a great start for my birth month.</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/167564/</link>
				<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2026 23:45:09 +0800</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>Good morning!</p>
<p>Claiming a great start for my birth month. </p>
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				<title>No One&#039;s updated profile picture</title>
				<link>https://friendster.click/activity/p/156112/</link>
				<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2026 08:05:33 +0800</pubDate>

				
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				<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2026 05:39:08 +0800</pubDate>

				
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