April 2012
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A Few Good Men
I find having platonic hangouts with men soothing and effortless. It’s like I can be myself which is to be… essentially and secretly a tomboy.
Here’s a toast to all you straight men out there who are decent enough to maintain a friendship with a gay girl like me. You won’t regret it.
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“Mahirap gisingin ang taong gising.”
– Translates: It’s hard to wake up someone who is already awake
A Filipino folk adage
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The second look
Interesting that my main blog shuts down at such an opportune moment - just when the bug bit. Writing is an outlet for me but, there are rare occasions when I decide to write with an active voice. Moments when it is me talking sans the abstraction of a poem, an essay or some other literary execution. Isn’t it ironic that I expose myself to an anonymous audience while I try to write a...
If you should read this...
Today is April 14, 2012. It has been four days since I decided to disappear from your life. You noticed right away and you asked me why. All I said was, “No eres tu. Soy yo.” And you responded, “Lo se, querida.” I wanted to clarify what you meant, but I though it best not to prolong it. That was the last time I heard from you.
I attempted since last night to write...
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“Attachment leads to jealously. The shadow of greed, that is.”
– Yoda (via flightofahoneybee)
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And so therefore, I must detach.
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A Poem-A-Day Celebration: People don't talk... →
celebratepoetry:
Poem submission by tokyoshuynh
conversations held in whispers,
they keep their thoughts as secrets,
emotions nonexistent.
people don’t talk enough,
enough for them to feel
to feel - what is it to feel?
to steal a glance into the eyes of another, the life of another,
people are afraid…
This speaks for itself.
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