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swtsexythng
SWTSEXYTHNG n.
/any way u wanna read it/
an online identity taken from a '97 hit
syn. ME
"MY BRAIN IS BIGGER THAN MY BOOBS!"
aries. coffee addict. single mom.
digs~snickers.junk foods.
blue roses.lines from dawson's creek.clothes.shoes.bags.accessories.
matched with style.and attitude.
loves~music.dialogues from films.
sparks.rowling.books.travels.sketching.
learning to cook.both life and food.
hopeless romantic.emotional spendthrift.
meantime girl.drama queen.
a little bit of everything.
a nonconformist who believes in
happy endings.jaded.hopeful.
contradicting.
has a conflicting love affair with words.
and human entanglements.
ODEO
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BEGINNING TODAY
Monday, September 5, 2005
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
beginning today…. [Edit]
…beginning today, i’d love you my way, no matter what they say…
wala na akong pakialam, lapitan ka man nila
wala na rin cguro akong magagawa kung lalapit ka sa kanila
wala akong karapatan,wla din akong inaasahan
ang gusto ko lang, lubusin ang oras na meron tayo
hangga’t nariyan ka, habang hindi ka pa nawawala,
hanggang may oras pa, hanggang kaya ko pa
wla akong hinihintay na kapalit
wla rin akong anumang hinihiling
hayaan mo lang ako maglambing
mag-alala, mag-asikaso, magmahal
hanggang kaya ko, wala kang maririnig na anuman
…i just wanted to make sure that the tears i’d shed tomorrow
will be worthy of today’s smiles…
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it’s like a big fist…
twisting the heart in pain…
it’s like a cruel trick…
enough to drive one insane…
but i cannot let go of sanity…
no matter how much i’m in vain…
too much depends on me…
painful,cruel, crazy…
how can one love so much and hurt as much…
why is it that it’s always the weak ones who fear…
how come it’s always the ones who love who loose…
why is it that it’s always the ones who love who end up looking like fools…
fools for the ones with no rules…
the one scarred,wounded and bruised…
i’m tired, exhausted…spent…
my heart still wants to but physically can’t…
it’s been clutched…shaterred…battered…
would still like to fight…
but it’s a wingless flight….
i’m crawling, trying, damning….
i’m shouting, screaming but you can’t hear thing…
i’m looking but not really seeing anything…
i’m existing, breathing but i’m not, in any way, living…
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…today you’d be back,be seeing you in the airport,am giddy with anticipation of seeing you. i’ve made a promise to myself i’d enjoy everyminute of it, and i’m gonna see to it i fulfill my promise, i owe it to myself.as early as now, i’m thanking you for every smile -and pout-that you would once again put on my face ….
