welcome back to dreamland
I'm staring at the blinking line on the monitor. What am I going to write? I don't know. I just feel like typing a blog entry. The blinking line is becoming blurry. Oh wait, I feel something cold on my burning cheeks. I'm trying hard to fight them from flowing. I have to go to my room now. I think there will be some wet pillows and soft sobs tonight..
when friends try to stab you right in the face
we
agreed to meet at dinner but i wasn't really in the mood on facing
them. at first it was just me and aryan. she was engrossed in her
cellphone. i knew then he was texting him. here comes jealousy..so i
tried to not mind her. she was trying to make me talk. then came
sandra. i heard that question again: "okay ka lang?".
i got bored at watching people passing by and trying to be interested
in what they were talking about. i can't pretend to be nice enough so i
just walked out. i just told them i have to go somewhere. somewhere away from them i thought.
i
looked for geb. they were...
here's a tear for you
i cried a tear or two. i don't know. it just fell from eyes as i'm lying in my bed listening to music. and uhh well reminiscing can't be helped. i sat and put my hands together as i look outside my window. i prayed. this is something i do spontaneosly. in my mind, i prayed. wherever he is, please take care of him..
for my life, my wound and my self,
My dear life,
You suck. And I feel so bored like nothing is going right. I feel so empty and everyday it's just the same. I wonder what else is in store for you? Will tomorrow be just like yesterday?
My dear wound,
Please stop hurting. Why can't you heal fast? You're making it hard for me and my boring life. I am messing up!
My dear self,
You are so pathetic. I pity what you have become. Try to take a look at the mirror and have a peak at yesterday. Can you spot the difference? Why can't you just accept things the way they are now. Stop thinking about what have been's, what...
