a new moon spin

12 na, bilis ng araw. nkakamiss. ndaming gud news para sa knyaü buti nman. assumption college sya.tpos,may party pa cya wd her kakadas. im hapi for you girlü aun,ako nman.. di bale nlng. haha. ndi mo kelangan marinig. bsta enjoy.smileü.may mga kaibigan ka. i hope u can wait a little longer. always pray.i wanna see you. hug you. kiss you. basta let the gud tyms roll!! oras mo yan!ü always take care. aun,naicp ko dn.. tangna, ung mga bagay na dpat kong baguhin. she has her own life, meron dn ako.ang pangit nman kung mkekealam ako just to feed my greediness. ayoko umapak ng shadow ng iba o kaligayahan ng tao para sa sarili kong kaligayahan. inicp ko, wen it comes to her own life dpat masaya ako para sknya. so,pano ba yan,ol na cya. babayü

face against them

All this thoughts are never resting

I’m so attached to it but ends up messing

I worry I won’t see your face again

But I will wait even my faith would break and bend

I lost my place somewhere

Is providence hiding there!?

Coz even the best would fall sometimes

Even the wrong would seem too right

Everybody needs someone to hold on to

If you’ll believe in me, it will come true

Bless me with a kiss

Touching you with nature’s bliss

Whisper my name till I fall asleep

Reminds you of words we ought to keep

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What was funny about us was that we hated comparing our feelings. We both love each other not knowing that it was more than enough for us to notice. That we are so foolish, we believed that we didn’t deserve each other. That one thinks that the other was too good and so did the other. But what made us distinct was that we respected each other. That when we argue, one must be on a lower ground. One would accept and understand. We were so passionate and so the story goes..

We knew that we had nothing in common. Time was spent crying, and fighting, always at the odds, disagreeing , and most in conflict. we loved each other so much that we couldn’t be mad at each other for a day. we always had ways to pay retribution another day. To spare the moment. To forgive and understand. She believed that life is too short. Too short that hating has no room in time, Sadness didn’t deserve the attention, and the moments to be cherished was all that matters. We have had accepted that both of us has a weakness effect on each other. Of course, I’ve found out some cures but I couldn’t help but to be poisoned again. And so, I gave up the cures.

I believed that love for a person is not measured by the gifts or the charms or anything that money has provided. Most men don’t. most of them were scared to lose.
And so was I. I felt happy that I’ve won her heart and thought that it was something to brag about. And then I thought, I was just scared. she was too good for me that people around wouldn’t think that she was in love with such a jerk. I was scared that none of them would believe. I was scared to lose her.
I realized it won’t matter. They, with their false beliefs were not the ones that would matter in the end. Well, it was as good as swallowing your own pride. Then I believed that love is measured more on everything that you would do. More than the decorative splendor that money can buy. Men just use their dough just to stick it with somebody’s ass. It was more on killing someone for her than dying for her.


When I was younger, I believed that LOVE is all bullshit. A thing that poets write about. For me, it was a more complicated thing than playing with my racecar toys. Buying all the shits and making it last. Winning and losing was no big deal. Upgrading and fixing made it more interesting. Weighing up all the Changes and making plans to be followed.
I was scared that one day, I will be in love. That was more complicated. That winning and losing isn’t easy. That sometimes everything can be torn apart in one blow. That you can’t buy all the shits for it to last. That YOU have to work for it with your own life. I knew there was something shitty about love.

i pray for a rain

ano to? tangina, ndi ko na alam!!! nguguluhan na ako. ndi ko alam kung bkt kelangan mging ganito. sabi ko na nga ba, cla lng un e.bhala na kung maayus pa.pero ang iniicp ko, pano pg iniwan mo ako. cno aasahan ko!? mg-isa nnman ako? tpos nkita ko sa account, nkalagay dun ung id ni overguy sa "family" ndi ko alam kung ngkamali lng o sinadya un. pero khit ano sa dalawa, nsaktan na ko.. sakit un men. ndaming gumugulo sa icp ko. ndaming pumapasok. pero wlang lumalabas. wla akong maintndihan. ayaw ko nang intndihn. naniniwala nlng ako dahil mahal kita. tama na un.i hope a rain falls hard to me. hard enuf to wash the tears. the tears that never stoped.i've learnd a lot. i've compromised everything..i know this time will come. now it's here, maybe ders sumthing to be changed. kung mwwla lahat skn, tangina mawala na lahat ngayon plang! kung mwwala ka dn, iwanan mo na ako! gusto na kitang makita,yakapin at isama. lilipad tayo. ndi na babalik dito. kung saan puno ng ka-plastikan. puno nang ka-hibangan.mga unang araw, i was luking back.. lucking back to all the moments. ngayon, i'm luking forward. forward to the horizon of hope. damnt, un lng ang pnaniniwalaan ko ngayon.at faith ang hawak ko.sana pumatak na. pumatak ang ulan na aking hinihintay!

Sometimes pain is the price of honesty and honesty is the price of pain

Maybe I just want to hear you. Maybe I just want to know that you are happy with me. For me to know that all these.. are satisfying you. I can’t take out your past, it’s yours.
What you have felt. The moments. It’s you. You were happy, and I must be, because you are. So selfish of me. I’m hurt. Everybody has their own feelings..But I can’t give up. I don’t give up. I don’t give up. You are hurt. But I can’t make you not to give up.

Love is an unfair, unstable, paranoid relationship..men are worse than women in it.

The fragrance always remains in the hands that gives the rose.

Anyone can love you..anyone can have a crush on you. anyone can give you flowers or gifts everyday. But it doesn’t matter to you. because what matters is for whom the flower is given. For whom your love is bestowed. In a room, two persons approach you, the person that has a crush on you and your crush. Which one of these two has more of your attention? Of course, you’ll pay attention to your crush. Because what really matters deep inside is you. not them.

If I love you, it won’t matter to you but it matters to me. Basically because, you can be loved by anyone just like me. But I can’t just love anyone. It must be someone.. just like anybody does including you.. look, a woman can screw a hundred times, not feel like it once. ‘women don’t come like men, for them it’s a little phitt. Not like a guy’s. guys really blow their brains with their nuts.men really fuck.’ Women don’t. (forgive me, I’m just exaggerating) what I’m trying to say is, maybe it doesn’t matter to the one that receives…but it really matters to the one that gives.and everyone is involved here..

5 months

5 mos. Na tyo mgkakilala. Since that day, ndami nbago. Ng-iba ang pgkatao ko. Prang may nabuhay na isang blank space sa akin. Until now, ganito parin ako. You’ve changed me. You’ve changed my life. My destiny. Hindi kita gusto dahil maganda ka o madaming ngkakagusto syo. Gusto kita dahil kailangan ka ng pagkatao ko. There is a magnet within you that keeps my soul finding and longing for you.. feeling complete with you. I love you. I love who you are. What you do. What you can’t. what you think. How you breathe.
I love you even if you don’t. or you won’t. nothing matters more. i don’t give a shit about the people around you. Everybody likes you. Everybody loves you. But you can’t love ‘em all.

storm drifts down vast the demont sent,
and murders of crows soars the firament.
the stars revolt amidst the space,
as i stand beside for solace.
a moment to forsake, seeking no harm to come,
while the coat of sadness keeps me warm.
ripping the memories all in my brain,
in this cold blistered desert rain.