Wow.

I actually got tired of thinking.

For the first time in a long time.

I actually got tired of contemplating.

Ha. Ha. Ha.

Ditch this bullshit.

I am, indeed, really fed up.

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Extra, extra: A little reprieve from this method to madness.

Reading, reading. Losing myself in your past.

An incessant repetition of things that have always plagued you. When I told you to write, you never really wrote.

You reflected. And what a reminiscence it was!

Was it such a bad idea, really? Do the same dark thoughts still drain at you? Has the little girl really lost her charm?

Ha. Ha. Ha.

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If 'happiness' had a form, what would it be?

It's most probably something like clear glass. One doesn't notice it immediately but it's actually there.

But all you have to do is to change its angle--or the way you look at it--and it will play with the light. Reflecting and refracting, shining and shimmering.

It will state its presence and existence ( Read more... )

Always tell me what it is about.

Always. I cannot stress it enough.

I might be different. And better. And so much more than just enough. But even I cannot see what will be given what is.

All we need are a few hours. A few messages. A little something in this chaos.

I am learning patience. Eventually, I'll get there. But this, too, shall pass. Have ( Read more... )

Oh, hey, I miss you.

And it's heartbreaking talking about this, really. We've gone quite the distance and yet some things are still bound to happen even if I want otherwise.

But we're doing great. We're actually doing great, aren't we?

Ha. Ha. Ha.

Ditch this bullshit.

Because you are loved.

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Extra, extra: Alone through no fault of my own.

I told you once before:

Choice demands a compromise.
Compromise demands devotion.
Devotion demands faith.
And faith demands that which you have never even found or accepted about yourself.

What comes before faith, boy? You know the answer. Yet, you prance around it longer than you should have.

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You're not making yourself understood.

And that's where you're wrong.

At the moment your eloquence fails to sustain the ambiguity, this war you've been waging will be lost.

Ha. Ha. Ha.

Ditch this bullshit.

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Extra, extra: Ice.

Mahal mo lang sila tuwing lasing ka.

Bukas, makalawa, isusuka.

Ha. Ha. Ha.

Ditch this bullshit.

You know what's harder than 'All I want is you'?

What I want is all of you.

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Fires start from embers. There is no other way.

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