Ako na ang lalayo
Para sa mga babaeng minahal ko nang tunay — ako na ang lalayo. Sapagkat ang isa, dalawa, tatlong halik ay hindi kontrata. At matagal ko ng tinanggap na kayo ay di kailanman maaangkin. Tila ang mundo lamang ang may karapatan. Ako na ang lalayo.
Gawan natin ng paraan
Ano kaya kung pinagusapan natin ng matino… Gusto mo ako at gusto kita. Kaya kitang alagaan at sa tingin ko naman kaya mo akong paligayahin… Marami tayong magkaparehong interes. Ano pang hinahanap mo, sinta? Ah, alam ko na. Walang “siklab”. Walang dagitab sa pagitan nating dalawa. Eh di, gawan natin ng paraan. Buksan mo ang iyong puso. Hindi ako perfecto...
The day, of course, is ubiquitous as a unit of organization, regulated by our...– The Weak - William Deresiewicz against the week (via explore-blog) So the lesson, therefore, is to live one day at a time?
No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.– Alice Walker (via energiesoftheuniverse)
This should have been my sport. It’s fucking sexy.
Obscurity fascinates me
So lately I have fallen in love with choral music and have difficulty looking for online sources. Even iTunes failed me! Now, I might have to resort to buying CDs and vinyl records (which eventually means having to buy a vinyl player too) just to acquire, with some permanence, some of the most strikingly beautiful and evocative music I’ve had the pleasure of hearing. After this, I’m...
In the practice of our days, to listen is to lean in, softly, with a willingness...– Mark Nepo (via explore-blog)
The music I wake up to.
I love Mexicans! They fight back.– Random guy yelling inside bus 43.
Flooding tumblr on a Sunday, before heading to work. A spillover of my passions. Again, I couldn’t jump in the pool today because there were too many people. What did I expect? It’s summer. It’s a Sunday. Sun Day. I couldn’t find a clip of the London Olympic opening ceremony. I ended up watching the Beijing one from 2008. It made me cry - it was so beautiful. ...
If you know someone who is depressed, please resolve to never ask them why....– Stephen Fry (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
I want to be alone and I want people to notice me - both at the same time.– Thom Yorke (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
An incomprehensible disgust
My mind accepts the notion, but my body shudders at the thought. I can’t stand it.
Small things make me cry these days
- Riding the bus - Smoking alone - Wanting to swim and finding a pool full of people - Leaving San Diego - Writing a poem - Oversleeping - Realizing I’ve been going to Disneyland for work - Not getting calls - Missing my grandmother - Not having a pet - Being unable to sleep - Masturbating - Looking at old photographs - Watching a romantic film - Listening to Beethoven The...
The only story that seems worth writing is a cry, a shot, a scream. A story...– Susan Sontag (via explore-blog) A quote that moves me in so many ways.
[R]eading is socially accepted disassociation. You flip a switch and you’re not...– Mary Karr, author, to the Paris Review. The Art of Memoir No. 1. (via futurejournalismproject)
No soy una que demostrar sentimientos, pero estoy lleno de ellos. Sufro en silencios y hablo con sonrisas.
Bittersweet. But sweeter than bitter. Even the bitter leaves a pleasant taste. Think…dark chocolates and a sip of Pinot Noir. Nostalgic at best. Memories in bright tangerine hues. New friends. Learning Spanish along the way. Great photos. And more things up in the air. Things just seem more timeless.
Worst. Period. Ever. I want to bite people’s heads off.
Sex should be, and always should be, just be like a glass of water. After you drink and quench your thirst, it’s over!
God. Sometimes, swimming is just as good as fucking. Well, not really. Psych! I guess, I can’t take back what I already said just because my mood is going up and down. I’m pretty much on a high right now. Despite the fact that some guy got in my way, while I was on my last lap and was about to make my best time. I just had a mental picture of kicking some random dude in the...
Maybe, it is a confluence of an occasional chemical imbalance and people who rub me the wrong way. I don’t know. I’m so fucking frustrated today! Earlier, I tried to catch a poem. And then I realized I should not write about it. No. Even I am afraid to face the deepest of my emotions. I feel as though my chest is a paper being folded down in to its halves until it becomes...
25 Things To Do Before You Turn 25
So far, so good… 1. Make peace with your parents. Whether you finally recognize that they actually have your best interests in mind or you forgive them for being flawed human beings, you can’t happily enter adulthood with that familial brand of resentment. DONE 2. Kiss someone you think is out of your league; kiss models and med students and entrepreneurs with part-time lives in Dubai and...
My heart has a small window
You’d be surprised how much can squeeze in such a tiny view Then again Knowing what is out there All I choose to see is well within my small window It’s a wonder how I revel at this fraction of the sky Through the glass I wait for the clouds to rearrange Things will change in change’s pace While I remain standing behind my small window Alas, like an unfinished...