palagi ko na lang bang gagamitin ang mga katagang…
"asa pa!" at "sana lang…"?
bawat isa sa kanilang inibig ko, sa simula pa lang,
pinag-aralan ko nang kalimutan
dahil walang patutunguhan…
mga sandaling di malilimutan
di na rin masusundan
(isang malalim na buntung-hininga at…)
naman…
i have absolutely no idea on how to make a proper blog…
so boring ang magiging blog ko sa lj…
reflects the kind of life i have…
nag-drama na naman!
ano ba tong internet cafe dito, puro cueshe songs lang pinapatugtog!
grrr…
and brrr… malamig pala dito!
kala ko wala na namang volleynight! mamamatay na ko sa inip!
tama ka paolo, my addiction has turned into dependence!
can you really blame me? the only time i feel useful, the only time i feel i have some amount of control on what’s happening, is when i’m playing volleyball!
sabog na naman buhay ko… walang direksyon! san na naman ako pupunta?
buti na lang may vnyt bukas…
kahit sandali lang, may saysay na naman ang buhay! 
Bakit ka mahihiyang gamitin ang salita ng iba kung sakto naman sa nais mo’ng sabihin?
Walang ibang nagmamay-ari ng iyong damdamin
kundi ikaw
Natatakot ka bang matawag na alingawngaw?
Di mo ba maatim manggaya?
Masyadong limitado ang mga salita.
Di natin mailalarawan ang kaliit-liitang pagkakaiba ng ating nararamdaman
kaya pagtiyagaan mo na lang
at tanggapin mo
minsan mga salita nati’y magkakapareho.
Kaya’t kung may awit na akma sa yo
Ibirit mo!
c",)
Standing in front of the mirror
naked
never liking what you see
break it
another seven years added to a lifetime of bad luck won’t matter anyway
i’m just food for the "gods"
they eat me alive
Exanimate but harnessed still
Can’t you trust me even in death?
Inanimate without your will
How you deny me my breath!
Steel coffin dipped in lead
So much for making my bed…
Nightshade over my grave
My soul remains enslaved.
Shadows dancing in my cave
Am i to be afraid.
There’s so much light,
i’ve lost sight of what’s right
What IS right?
My old hands will never learn,
Cut it off and let it burn
Watch it burn!
Sharp tongue will never stop,
Slice it off and chop
I know, i f*%&ed it up.
Hate what i"ve done, and hate the fact that it can’t be undone
Suffer the consequences of my stupidity
and mourn for the slow death that comes with betraying oneself
broken now…
broken forever
every single day that i was there…
i wished i were somewhere else
every single time i woke up…
i wished i were dreaming still
that was the darkest, most depressing time of my life
when everyday i felt i was about to die,
strapped on a chair, pissing on myself, trying so hard to pretend that i like it, oh how i like it!
i slept, i woke up, died all over again…
someday hoping that it will all end, and oh how i’d like it!
maybe at that time i was infected by an incurable strain of masochism, loving the pain but never having enough, begging for more, thanking the gods for the "gift" and cursing them after…
but no more…no more…
can somebody take me out of this warzone? In between battles, there’s just this dreadful silence, when you can only think about the next fight … where peace should but would not be.
for those who love (or hate) Harry Potter
Henry’s Adventure
Once there was a boy named Henry. He was a boy who loved adventure. He has always thought that one day, he would be in a great wonderful adventure himself. One night, it was already very late, he went out of his bed because he felt really thirsty. He went to the kitchen to get himself a glass of water. As he was walking back to bed, he saw something move in the corner just near the fridge. He went to check what it was. And then he saw it, a small creature, only as tall as his hips, with big green eyes, a big hook nose, and a wide mouth, it was wearing something like a rag that is really dirty. Henry was surprised, of course, that he nearly shouted, but he stopped himself because he suddenly had a thought. “Wow! This could be it! The start of my great adventure, just like in the movies! I bet you’ve got magic of some sort!” he told the creature. The creature reached out its hand as if inviting Henry to hold on to it. Henry, very excited to begin his magical journey, eagerly gave his hand to the creature. The creature smiled widely, and it was only then that Henry saw the big, sharp bloody teeth it’s got. Henry was suddenly afraid! This was not the friendly creature he expected it to be! It was a monster. Henry tried to run, but the creature’s grip on him was as tight as could be. The monster became larger, larger than even Henry! By the time Henry decided to scream, it was already too late. With his head bitten off, there’s nothing left to hear but the gush of blood rushing out of his neck.
hope you liked it!
