rebirth

Best advice for 2012 - bagong diskarte!

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hey epic truth

I was her girl in transition. That phase when she's trying to get over someone and couldn't get herself back in the game. Because when she finally figured herself out, she was gone.

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For this, I am truly humbled.

Maybe I keep forgetting that I'm a lucky bastard. My family is still intact. I don't have any serious health problems. I am not attached to anyone and don't have to deal with emotional baggage that comes along with it. I still have friends despite the depression i went through. And they keep reminding me that things will be alright. I hope so.  As for the cherry on top, I could keep myself warm whenever I feel cold.

Imagine getting involved in all the drama.
Merry Christmas to me, Sam.

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No more aching need to swoon

Not minding things at the back of my head

Getting a neon fix

Wong Kar Wai would have enjoyed the scene. Pink and purple hues floating all over the dance floor. Glitter in all those neon mismatched messes. Madness in a drunkard's walk. Who would have thought that an entire decade survived on everything bright and flashy? It definitely wounded the noirs and killed the cynics. I was born in this era but could never remember being alive in this kind of scene. 


Everybody is just breezing through happy vibes. Everybody is just dancing! (I did when no one was watching=) ) Everybody coming together to have a good time. 

And I am more happy for myself that this year, I didn't go home drunk. Aside from winning again, (hooray for food GCs!!) I didn't lose what I just won. Even with all the cannabis hits, pure vodka shots, vodka cranberry cocktails and mojitos I took that night, I was luckily spared from dealing with another morning-after-damage-control.


Congratulations, I am officially becoming a responsible alcoholic.

Love is here

Stuck in the toilet flushing out toxins

Sometimes its crazy how acceptance gives you a weird good fuck and it cant be blamed for being a bad cop because it comes with a twin: understanding. Life may be such a long way to go and I feel like a snail crawling on a very slow pace even if i have been itching to get there. It's taking me so long to get to somewhere because I haven't even figured out where I really want to go. Waiting for things to fall right back into place is endless. 


As much as I don't want to admit to myself, that this whole acceptance thing sucks, it is so right. I cant be in a hurry all the time.

Acceptance makes you admit that oky life is shitty but no one's going to get out alive anyway. So we might as well enjoy fucking ourselves.haha well that's what it told me anyway. So there. a big load has been carried off me. Now i can laugh. I can smile. I can breathe. I can be free.

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Mister Sandman

I dreamt of you last night and 24 hours later who would have thought I would run into you. The last time I saw you I was drunk and reckless. Even more embarrassing to see me like this. Still, I hoped I would see you there. Even if it is in the most unlikely place. And as much as I want to tell you how it felt good to kiss you in my dream, I made fun of your hair and the birthstones on your ears. I couldn't tell you that I like you. Very much. Its unfair. Because we don't get to talk alone. We never do. We get shy around each other. Its okay. I know you don't feel the same about me. I'll be glad we saw each other right when you felt right. It was nice running into you. If only i could kiss you.

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Don't tamper with a masterpiece. It was fate.

Jean-Do:  I didn't know Noirtier was the man I was going to become. My diving bell has dragged you down to the bottom of the sea with me.

Claude: Jean-Do, there is no place I have ever been, that is more beautiful than your thoughts. And if sometimes I am at the bottom of the sea with you, you are also my butterfly.