Suicidal Thoughts Of A "WOULD-BE-DEAD"

Sa kalye ng Mendiola. . . Kung saan nag halo ang balat sa tinalupan. Tubig at Langis, Dinayag sa Pinagkainan. Dahil 'ika nga nila: Hahalik din ang mga tala sa Lupa. Doon tayo nagkakilala... Pinagtibay ng pakikisalamuha sa mga kalye ng Pasay, Pawisan habang sakay sa Jeep at LRT TGIS: Tiis Gutom, Impok Salapi Tangan ay iilang barya, hindi pagagapi. Ligtas ka sa BF at Tierra Pura... Bakla! Kumportableng naka upo sa malamig na Auto Busog habang hinihithit ang stick ng Marlboro Naguumapaw ang pitaka. Nakakatuwang balikan ang ating mga pinagsamahan. Naaalala mo pa ba noong gumulong ka sa Glorietta? Eh nung nag yosi ka sa LRT station? At ilang beses ka bang tumawag sa Panginoon? Ang autong mabilis sa Libis. Ang pers lab mong si KC. Christian Albert Villanueva Rayala. Hinihika sa harap ni Malbarosa. Naroon pa rin ang puno sa tabi ng basketball court Ilang bote, yosi at chichirya na ba ang sinagupa natin do'n? Ilang beses mo ba sinubukang tumawag ng uwak sa

Between the moon... I cannot ask for more than this... Peace and Happiness Who would have thought I'd find it here? Here where all things are fake and pirated. I guess you find these things... As expected, in unconventional places like this. Straight to home after work, now it's straight to you... It's magic. How. You. Can. Convince. Me. To. Do. The. Things. I. Don't. Normally. Do. Like waking up early or staying up late, skipping my gaming session or forgetting a cig. If it's not love... Then I do not know what to call it. We could have met anywhere... A bar, the park, in a mall or a wedding perhaps... Who would have thought in Chase? Why not Ayala, Buendia... And New York City?

"...Coz it's frightening to be swimming in this strange sea, BUT I'D RATHER BE HERE THAN ON LAND..." It's the red shirt, definetly the red shirt, I decided. technically it's not red, some may call it maroon or crimson or even ruby but I'd call it red simply because I'm biased with the color red...*wink* I was sleepy to tell you honestly. As I sit there, like a gargoyle or a tree stump in that ever so familiar couch, as I watch the fan blades go whirring, blowing warm air, lulling me to sleep. Her sister, in the dinning room, obviously uncomfortable that a guy is in the living room. I waited for you, and your red shirt. I barely slept because House kept me up all night, I just can't get enough of his sarcasm and wit. But it was the red shirt, the 99 peso shirt she bought somewhere in Angeles that's pulling me away from slumberland, constantly reminding me of the good things ahead that day. Ooooh, the things we could do, you and I and th

Ang putang inang mundong ito ay binubuo ng walumpung porsyento ng putang inang tubig at ng dalawampung porsyento ng putang inang lupa. Ang putang inang lupa ay binubuo ng putang inang ilang bilyong putang inang tao. Sa putang inang Pilipinas lamang, may 91,983,000 na putang inang tao (nabibilang na riyan ang mga hayop na kunwa'y tao pero ahas o buwitre naman). Hindi ako nabibilang sa mga taong ito (Dahil hindi puta ang nanay ko, teacher s'ya...) Dito sa putang inang Metro Manila. ilang milyong putang inang tao ang nagtiyatiyagang makipag putang inang siksikan para lamang mabuhay. May putang inang puta, putang inang driver, kundoktor, sundalo, chef, estudyante, magbobote, teacher at mga putang inang call center agents... (OO, call center agent ako pero hindi pa rin ako kasama d'yan dahil hindi puta ang nanay ko, teacher s'ya) Masarap putang inang magtrabaho sa call center, malaming ang putang inang opisina, may libreng putang inang kape at iced tea, mabait naman (halos l

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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”