Saturday, April 20, 2013


Having found myself at the eye of several things tugging at me, I left one in pursuit of the other: Happiness. Fulfillment. Distractions. I write this with the knowledge that I've lost, and I've lost in so my ways. I'm back and I've nothing to show for my departure. I tried not to go back. Yet here I am, stripped of everything else but what skill is given me. There is peace. A sense of comfort to be had that is not unlike the ease one finds when one talks to one's self. The question, however, is whether or not I have grown. Or have I degenerated.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Silang Mga Pabilib

Transcript: I enjoy spontaneity: random joyrides, unplanned trips in the company of like-minded souls. I'm human and I've got my urges, too. Your problem with that is yours to bear.

Transcript: And ______ don't get me wrong. to bear your urges is actually eeenk ! it's BARE your urges. change the word - very quick. ehehe ;* mwuua

My. Goodness.