Saturday, April 13, 2013

Uhm.

I don't know why I'm still talking to you. I like you as a person and maybe as a friend. I truly do, Gio, but I don't want more. Or I can't have more. I just don't see you in the same light you're seeing me. Maybe we're in different pages right now. I mess everything and I don't blame you or anything cos parts of it are also my doing. If only I know that things will end up like this I should have not said or did that. You're a precious person for me to lose. But I don't wanna be selfish and be the cause of your misery. Hell, you should not have give me that much power over you to begin with. I want you to know that hurting you is the last thing I ever want to do, but since we're in this predicament I think that is inevitable. I have to do it now before we lose what we've had, before we start to hate each other. I have to do it now before I regret it. Now before it's too late. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.





So I've finished reading David Levithan's Will Grayson, Will Grayson,
Lover's Dictionary and Every Day.
I never thought I could possibly love another author and be moved
by his works like Mitch Albom's.
Next stop, Nick & Nora's Infinite Playlist. :)



Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Going Somewhere?










The magic is not knowing where.

Momo




Meet Momo The Bookmark.
I've made her yesterday since
I have nothing better to do than to stare at our ceiling.
Guess I'm creative at my best when bored.
:)


Meanwhile in Baguio



Chillin' with Fatima



In the field



Fail jump shot



Another fail jump shot. Tehee.


And another one







Sorry for the face XD



Biking



Run baby run.




50's Diner




I forgot the name of the Cathedral. Sorry :)



Row, row, row your boat.



Standing like we're the Queen of the World.



Mom I'm lost!



Cool & Clean. C2



Charlie's Angels, eh?



Leslie's dorm.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Break Your Leg

YOU are the most obnoxious bastard I've ever met! I honestly don't know how can you say that when I trusted you even in the smallest details of my life. You're my friend, or at least I thought you were. I can't understand the idea of how can you say what you've said when you know that it will hurt me. Where is the logic in there?

Fine. Maybe I am over-reacting but right now this anger and betrayal is overwhelming. You of all people, how could you?

Kiss Me, You Fool