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Where do I begin?
Remember when you told me you are not the commitment type, that you opt to be that single man and be merry on your own forever. I drink that cheap cup of coffee you gave me one morning while we discuss how marriage is not your cup of tea. After the damage has been done you are actually telling me this while I, the naive think it is absolutely normal and mature to actually have what we had, or should I say have what we never had. There was never an us. This is the absolute truth that I should be over with for the life of me, but could not. Is this normal. Getting hurt from the news that you are now getting married? Is this fucking normal? I am hating myself for feeling sick to my stomach. I would like to believe I am over you, sad to say I am not. This is self-loathing at its finest. Im just another notch in your belt while you've become that person I would like to get rid off every night from my sleep.
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Ugh
I havent told my friend i wont be coming to japan anymore. Im keeping the motherfucking 70k and investing on my future. But every single time im seeing an arctic monkeys post here on tumblr my eyes starts to twitch and i feel nauseas. I dont know. But i cant come anymore i promised myself i should make adult decisions now. We need the money for the house and so be it.
Jenn Aquino Photography of Aera and Aerin Portraiture @ Advanced Photography Workshop/FPPF March 1,2014
Jenn Aquino Photography of Aera and Aerin Portraiture @ Advanced Photography Workshop/FPPF March 1,2014
Fiesta sa pateros 2014!🎊
HIGHLIGHTS OF 2013
*SG Part2 Every travel would be memorable, especially this one as we specifically ventured on our own.
*Vampire Weekend Meeting a band this huge – how can this not be a highlight? Thanks Marielaurice for this.
*Live on my own Reason for this aint for independence but more for safety. I got mobbed twice already I just cannot stand going through the same route/ experience again. Hence, I moving out and getting a place near the office. *Swim Together with the aero in the morning and attempt jogging haha now take me to the beach beach *Apartment No one knows how this place brings peace in my heart. I can now have house parties!
*Mickey Mouse I’m just fuelling my childhood dreams with realities, so I went to the happiest place on Earth.
*HK First time is always remembered. Pretravel is very stressful due to unforeseen circumstances but it went well anyway.
Christmas Weekend Dilemma
Bad days aint over. Im constantly reminded how self absorb i am. I thought that wasn’t news anymore. However here I am swallowing all of my pride, leeching my way to the things I want. symbiosis. And before i get slap with this reality i was idly plotting my way to get back in someone’s pants. now that is non substantial dilemma ive been fighting for a few good weeks now. Its not gonna work, it never gets you anywhere but you want it anyway for the sake of having it again, and maybe again, and again until you barf and pass out the curb, wake up from reality that ‘yep party’s over got to get going.’ I never had that with you. Then i look for that only picture you have with us and i find it funny. no not your picture but whatever happened to us and everything before that. I hate that grin that screams ‘i can have anything with just this’. We both have the same craziness that is why we did what we did. Mission accomplished i guess. But i still wish that even though i dont get a Disney ending, i just want an ending.
sometimes things just happen with no reason you say. i smile, shrug and try to process what just happened. insinuation. the grand plan. well inner goddess is flattered. i still have your tangy taste. how long will this last on me? for everything else you give me hope.
Dear Mr Rake,
Im writing you now a letter you'll never read, because if you do I might need to cut ties with the world in an instant. Anyways, I heard you are leaving and I try my best to look uninterested with the news. I cant even bear to look at you pacing the aisle looking all grand and free. I am now in the process of conditioning my mind that 'that's just it', game over. Fuck man. Lord, I've been hit by a rake. What did you do to me? You know the song 'Gold' by Neon Hitch that's you, shining like gold when you flash your shark smile. It's unbearably causing whirpool inside my stomach and yet addicting at the same time. Remember when you hesitated on our first of tickle-tease marathon. You thought I'm going to slap you and I thought so too. But to both our surprise I just tensed up and didn't move an inch. Hah. You got me. Then it becomes our daily habit like a shower in the morning or whatever you do at night. Cray.
And now I am rolling my eyes because by the time I end this letter I might as well have considered you as 'so five minutes ago'. Dios mio. My fickleness can be shocking sometimes. Well before I wrap up let's have a moment of silence as I remember the day you grab my hand, toy with it, compared me to a saint, while I give my best to ignore the electricity that burns up my spine.
no idea how i got to singapore in less than two weeks after i filed my leave. less planned trips are the best!
Nevermind i emptied my bank acct. Lord knows the Transformer and Battlestar Galactica (rollercoaster) rides at Universal Studios are worth every penny. Damn i wanted to cry in pure joy riding those!
I also realized SG is my city. Its utopia for every 20 something asian kid that wants a fresh start with their career, new horizon but familiar culture.
But you know what impresses me most with this city? it would got to be their transportation! It's tourist friendly with all the instructions on how to go about every nook of SG. We even went to a province without breaking a sweat. The buses got med kits, CCTV cameras, stop button to push when you sit at the 2nd level, and headcount screen at the lower level so you would know if there are sits on the top level.
I want to spend some of my 20 something years here... sana, sana.
this song was played thrice while on shuffle. this must be saying something.
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Is your hemlock and pills blog still active? I left a comment on your most recent post to say hi and it'd be fun to be in touck.
hi anon! tough question.. ive lost touch and im unbelievably tired with work so im having a hard time updating. plus, i dont have internet now.. or at least the place i currently live. i miss blogging so much! cant see ur comment btw. and dont go anonymous! i dont bite.