eloquent and self assured
an artist's grasp of insecure
I fashion the most unlikely ideas. I sometimes scare the crap out of myself. I am nocturnal. I am conceited. I'm a mess. Writing is my escape, jotting down kept
emotions is fun (try it haha). I may elaborate way too much on a simple thought, so feel free to stop me whenever you want. My mom lets me
carry a swiss knife whenever I go out. I am a very random person, hello XD I PMS like a betch. I am in love with Katy Perry :3 And no I'm not a
lesbian.
Cheers.
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clever trick.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008, 11/25/2008 08:22:00 PM
Oktubre 26, 2008Pinagmamasdan kita habang natutulog,
Ang dami kong gustong sabihin.
Ang daming pumapasok sa isip ko.
Kung alam mo lang sana ang hinagpis
na kapalit ng 'yong pag buntong hininga.
Hawak-hawak ko ang 'yong mga kamay,
Tila ang layo mo na...
San nga ba hahantong ang ganitong kalagayan?
Iba na tayo sa mga pangarap natin noon.
Kung pwede lamang sisihin ang pag-ikot ng mundo,
Ang pagbaba at pagpanhik ng araw
--Ebidensya sila ng pagpaslang.
Tila wala nang magawa.
Wala na.
You know the romantic notion of how we feel all melancholic (garbage and pain) about someone, and how we proclaim to the world that HELLO I AM DAMN RIGHT HURTIN' AND YET HE DOESN'T SEEM TO CARE--oh the irony that he doesn't love me back and I'm still here, waiting for just one look from him so that I can finally let go--that makes people go "aww". But let's get things straight... In the end it's still garbage and pain. Nothing to be proud of. And the only thing wrong about love and faith... is not having them.
Edward I miss you :( Thank you for the very overwhelming conversation :)) mwah! mwah!