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like every kid, i once dreamed of blasting off toward the skies in a rocket ship, away from everything else that festers inside gravity's oppressive grasp. i wanted to pull myself away into those distant twinkling promises of a new grounds to land my feet on. i wanted to explore each patch of sky, constellation by constellation, for civilizations where i might belong.
and now that i have somehow grown up, every time i reach for something in the sky, i feel my feet lift up, sometimes a few inches, sometimes a few miles, from the ground. but like everything, i come crashing back; rudimentary lessons some
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vanesvanesvanes
i miss sitting on a grassy field to wait for the sun to set, listening to the ground sigh with the last rays of sunshine. i miss the feeling of the dry twilight breeze murmuring soft scents of the day that's about to end. i long for the sight of those hearts whose wings flutter over the wind's promise of nightly peace.
but i had to close my eyes, or else i would see the source of that distinct laughter; moments are ruined when certain truths forcefully enter your consciousness, like right choices that aren't real.
the wind should be blowing steadily stronger by now, forcing the the heart-shaped tip
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in transitin transitin transit
one whole year.
a friend i used to hang out all the time with told me that they've hardly seen me for over a year. he asked me what i was doing all those times when they voraciously claimed the weekends as their own after a week's worth of drudgery.
the answers that i could have came up with were as varied as the colors of longing and frustration. i could have spent that entire night describing in exquisite detail the conflagration that was the past year. i could have told him over bottles of that familiar poison how things that give you life also kill you bit by bit.
how could i
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citycitycity
the news was like a bombshell ripping through the heart of a city.
it had exactly the same effect on me just like it would to the people devastated by such a tragedy. first there is disorientation, panic and fear. and then there is anger and helplessness. the overwhelming need for comfort and sympathy comes next. and then the rationalizations in an attempt to ease the pain that comes as the shock slowly wears off...
but what's unusual is that the news that came was not something that was unexpected. at the back of my mind i knew it had to come sooner or later. it is, after all, in line with the natu
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- Current Residence: Cebu City, Philippines
- Favourite genre of music: rock
- Favourite poet or writer: Pablo Neruda
- Tools of the Trade: rainy days, sunsets, and a good dose of caffeine
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i'm not nice; i'm not even the classic-sweet-girl that you think i am. and when you finally get the chance to penetrate my world,you'll find an erotic part of me. and you'll be surprised that i'm jaded & bitter. QUESTION: will you still love me?
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