IN HONOR OF MEMORIAL DAY: During World War II, President Franklin Roosevelt pledged that Filipinos who fight for the United States will be granted citizenship and military benefits. As a result, over 200,000 Filipinos fought side by side with American soldiers during World War II. Shortly after the war ended, that promise was taken back with the Recission Act of 1946. It was not until 2009 when President Obama signed a bill that would give Filipino World War II veterans a lump sum compensation of $15K ($9K for those living in the Philippines) to the less than 18,000 veterans who are still alive today. Yes, such an amount is not commensurate to the benefits they missed out on for over 50 years, but yet to this day a majority of them still have not received such meager compensation. So, LET US REMEMBER THE FILIPINO VETERANS WHO WERE NOT ONLY VICTIMS OF WORLD WAR II, BUT ALSO VICTIMS OF INSTITUTIONALIZED RACISM.
You know those moment when it wasn’t awkward? When we were so comfortable with each other that all you want to do is cuddle and laugh. Those moments when we have a staring contest one centimeter apart, blink, then smile as cheesy as possible. Those moments when you feel like no one else matter but you and me. The moment when all you want to do is be alone with me cause that’s all you really need. But like everything else in life, that shit comes to an end. Every time I try to make you happy, not one bit of it works. I just feel like a clingy dumb ass trying to be with you cause all you wanna do is push me away. And this is why I’m done. I know I always say this, but I really am. This doesn’t mean I don’t miss you. And this doesn’t mean I don’t miss us. But I really am done with your bullshit and being hurt. Seriously, I’m Done.