Monthly Archives: June 2011

Sa puso nyo….

Sa dami na ng nabiktima ko, napag-isipan kong idocu ang ilan sa mga significant na eksena. Magsisimula tayo sa first day at work after kong magkasakit… Jojo : whooooooooo! Harvey sa wakas nakapasok ka na din Me : Oo nga … Continue reading

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one blast of insanity

i guess it’s natural to get shaken whenever your comfort zone gets zapped by a great threat. worse if it’s the kind of threat that could actually leave a dent on it. the threat. sheeeesh. screw them, i’m playin’ football … Continue reading

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O-ya-su-mi

Tell me, who am I to object?

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nothing

Stop. Just fucking stop. No, I don’t need to hear them. Shut up. Shut the fuck up. Arg. Hahahaha.

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Ground

Will i be able to open the floodgates if she asks for it? Will i be able to let go of my defenses if she commands me to? Just a minute of release,i beg you, you who sits inside that … Continue reading

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Minesweeper

A midst the cold and quite darkness of the night, the Doll slumbers. The Seer watches, wide-eyed and ready, he offers a silent guard. Take her away, the Caged man says. He was sitting in the corner of the dark room, … Continue reading

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Mina Mino

why does the government whine about over-population yet deduct heavier taxes from us, unmarried-childless people? are they not covertly suggesting that taxpayers should get married and, no matter how ironic it is, bear children? LOL@RHBILL

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The rough part of the matchbox

why does it hurt. that’s what you get from not eating anything solid for two straight days. why does it hurt. because you overslept. you cannot escape me, bastard. why does it hurt. nicotine-starved brain, perhaps? why does it hurt. … Continue reading

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Echo

like the feeling of a perfect kick. that certain sound when your foot slams against the ball. like the smell of the field with its grass freshly cut. the feeling of nothingness with each step. without hesitation. like the excitement … Continue reading

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Lights

nothing mattered. time. space. consequence. he just held her. just felt her. just savored the redemption that is her. oblivious to anything, he drew in her warmth. under the fury of thunderclouds he held her in his arms.

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