-a sad night-

crash and burn i may fall

crash and burn i may die

but tomorrow would be different.

i'll have you then.

all you.

nothing more than waht you are.

what you really are.

iniisip ko n lang na darating ang araw na magiging maayos ang lahat.

na matutunana mo ring buksan ang sarili mo para mahalin mo ako ng totoo.

walang pagaalinlangan at walang pagiisip.

mahalin mo lang ako, okay na ako.

sa ngayon ako muna.

kaya ko pa naman eh.

IBALIK ANG SUPERBOINK!!!!!!!

I miss this cartoon.

Fave ko to dati eh.

Back when I was still a little kid, eto pinapanood ko. The only reason why I fell inlove with this is that its not the typical superhero vs. villain type of cartoon.

From a normal teenage girl, nagiging SUPERBOINK siya. Isang baboy na maliit na kulay pink. ahahaha. Very defferent from the others. Yung iba kasi pag nagtransform gumaganda ang hero, magarbo ang costume. Pero si SUPERBOINK hindi. Ang lupit. Nagiging baboy siya.

MABUHAY SI SUPERBOINK!

IBALIK ANG SUPERBOINK at gawing isang series. ay wag na lang. magre-run na lang.
ahahahaha.

ASAN KA MOE?

KAILANGAN KITA.

NAALALA KO IKAW LANG ANG TANGING NAKAINTINDI SA AKIN NG MGA PANAHONG GANITO ANG NARARAMDAMAN KO.

TULUNGAN MO AKO.

... There he is. Peacefully sleeping under his unconsciousness while I starve for his stare and the sweetness of his kiss.


I watch him breathe like a baby in a crib.
I listen to his breath like a lullaby in the night.


Its late now, and I should be sleeping now.


But I don't want to.
I want to keep staring at his serenity.


His lips are pouted and his eyes are shut.


How wonderful this moment is....
How wonderful my life is with my man....

this feeling....


this feeling is just too strong

too strong that its starting to scare me

....again

ESCAPIST


It was an empty street. Perhaps because of the rain that madly falls from the reddish sky on a lazy Monday night. He stood there watching the water as it drains down the manhole. He puffs his cigarette and just take every smoke into his lungs. Puffing in, puffing out. Slowly, he rested on that shed. Listening to every bit of voice sounding in his head. In just a second, he was dragged into yet again another escapade beyond the reality he is with.

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Powdery sand of the shore, chirping birds on the trees and the harmonizing sound of the waves crashing relentlessly on his feet--- its so beyond where he is yet he feels so there. He walked across the shore while a sunset is performing enthusiastically on the horizon. It tickled his bliss and he watched it until its done.

He sat on the bench, just beside the tree. Grabbed a beer and plunged down to the resting minutes of escapism. He let the cool breeze of that evening serenade his mind. He chilled to the majestic sound of the waves by dark and sleep with the lullabies of never-ending fantasy.

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Just like any other fantasy that has never become so vivid, reality has grabbed him by his arms and brought him back to where he should be.

The deceitful rain had stopped, no more water draining down the manhole and ashes from the cigarette are all over his pants. He painted a smile on his face, grabbed his bag and started walking.