humanap ka ng panget
it's a totally different thing when you're introduced to a national artist for the first time and blurts out, in several random time intervals, that you're pretty. maybe his eyes, which took half a century to earn the credentials for them to properly discriminate beauty from filth, saw something aesthetically pleasing radiating from you. either that, or he's just another old man acting the way old men do.
but i dont care anymore be it his eyes or his age; it's been too long and i've already forgotten the giddy feeling (the one you try so hard to conceal but end up writing about instead) that comes when someone other than your parents or boyfriend/s tells you you're pretty.
but i dont care anymore be it his eyes or his age; it's been too long and i've already forgotten the giddy feeling (the one you try so hard to conceal but end up writing about instead) that comes when someone other than your parents or boyfriend/s tells you you're pretty.