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 "adik" ang tukma lang nga pagatawagon sa usa ka nilalang nga sa dihang aduna man gani gikahigugmaan or gikalingawan nga butang o gimbuhaton nga sa kasagaran nahimo nang sobra pa sa angayan. huna-hunaa nalang nga ang pagpaniyot o pagkuha sa hulagway sa bisan unsang pamaagi o sa bisan asang lugar. ingun ani kining tawhana! paska nalang man gyud nga pagkahakog sa mga hulagway sa iyang kaugalingon. asa ka! kung aduna lang siya'y camera sigurado nga kulang ang 1gigabyte nga memorya niini! bisan ang camerafone wala jud ilha, gidaginot pa jud! ang ang naman sad no kung dili ka ka-afford og tinuoray nga camera gikan sa mga ilado nga pangalan sama sa Canon, Nikon, Kodak, etc. Pero sige lang gihapon og pindot anang button og mag posing-posing pod atubangan sa espiho, hay! Pagka nalang man jud! |
| I thought of days gone by
Of distant lands shores and foreign lands
Of warm smiles and tender faces
Of lasting love and worthwhile relationships
Then I think of you
I think about the love we share
Of places we've never been to yet
Of the love we share and never forget
Then I think of you
The man I longed to share each moment with
The man I want to spend my life with
The man I want to give my love to
Then I think of you
Whom I spent my life with
Whom I gave my love to
Whom I forever wont forget
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 I always love to bask in the sun.The blood of a farmer and some fishermen folks run through my veins, so maybe that explains it a bit. Since we moved into my parents' house in the island, I've seen nothing but beautiful skies (through rain or shine)but seldom have I basked in the sun's amazing glory. One afternoon I caught up with that habit and breathed fresh air (imagine cow dung and goat pellet-shits mixed with the aromatic grass and fruits of the wild) right outside the house. The sunrises and sunsets have always been a wonderful experience since we moved in. I just simply don't know why. |
Queer but true, I’ve never really found a place I could call my own, my home. Not even in the midst of my bloodline and in-law relations. I’ve walked the earth for twenty four long years and have been a resident of more than six dwellings to count and yet there was no such abode I’ve found where I can be at peace. That’s probably why it never was difficult for me to move from one place to another. I was born a nomad and so shall it be. Maybe I was a gypsy in one of my past lives or perhaps a hitchhiker or a caveman whatever. I think that the only true place I can call my home would be the earth from which I came and into which I shall lay in the greatest known peace.
Rule 1: Life is not fair. Get used to it. Rule 2: The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself. Rule 3: You will NOT make $40,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-president with a car phone, until you earn both. Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss. He doesn't have tenure. Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your grandparents had a different word for burger flipping; they called it opportunity. Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault. Don't whine about your mistakes -- learn from them. Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how "cool" you are. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parents' generation, try "delousing" the closet in your own room. Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life has not. In some schools they have abolished failing grades; they'll give you as many times as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life. Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you find yourself. Do that on your own time. Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs. Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one. - thanks to Desmond for this :)
This is my first day on the jeepney going towards south of the city. Baby and I had some battle yet to be won last night so I got myself to work on my own and now I’m going home alone. A beautiful sunshiny day it is and the clouds are generally scattered compounding only mostly in the western skies. I’m waiting for this jeepney to drive It’s still waiting for some more people from the building where I came from. I got a feeling this is going to be one lazy ride. The winds are gentle but refreshing despite the dust in the air. It’s a Sunday so it’s less the soot and pollution, more of the sun and skies. I took the front seat so I can get a better view of the road ahead and an advantage for solitude -my perfect mate. The driver glanced at me once in a while and unto my notebook, must be thinking I’m some lunatic crap-assed girl with some diary of nonsense. Maybe, maybe not. My one sided bangs I’ve swept to the right now rests on and scattered all over my left forehead. Amazing how the winds meddled with my antiquated fashion sense. If you look at me now you would put me on top 5 of the worst dressed persons ever. So the ride went on. We’ve passed two churches and I’ve made the sign of the cross twice, thankful for the new day and the chance to breathe life. The jeepney skidded through the road and stopped at the intersection. I paused to take out my coin for the fare and when I thought I had an idea in mind to write about I started taking out my pen again. When I glanced up I saw a guy in black shirt waving at me, or at the driver I guess, as if saying hello but I didn’t recognize him a bit. Then I heard my stomach grumble to the tune of the engine’s rumble. The insatiable hunger is almost taking over me.
We drove past nine in the morning but we didn't see it coming. Thought it was going to be somehow brightly sunny today when the sun came up around six and shown its majestic splendor. The drops were light but a lot. What is it with starting the week with a shower? Somewhat blessing somewhat pain. Good thing we were heading home or this day would have brought me down.
When we hold things dear and possess those that we need or want we most absolutely desire to keep them for our lifetime. But not all of those we want to stay will remain with us. Many will just pass us by, be these things material or metaphysical. I remember having this rag doll with blonde braids when I was a child. I used to hold her in my arms when I sleep and I have a picture of her on top of all the other toys in my four-story toy cabinet. Her pink polka dot blush made her look more like a clown than a pretty doll that she was. I remember how precious she was to me because we took her to Cebu when we moved in with my parents. I'd never want to leave her in Davao where I knew she would be lonely. I don’t know where she is now, perhaps thrown to the dungeons for the prince’s rescuing. I remember my yayas from Davao, who had been so loyal to my Grandma and who loved me so much they became my Godmothers at my baptism. They flew in with me to Cebu just to take care of me and look after me as I grow. Eventually, one of them had to return to their homeland Bohol since my parents could no longer afford two house helpers at the same time. My Ninang Pining now rears a lovely miracle daughter in Bohol while my Ninang Sol rests in peace with the Almighty after a small foot accident took her life. I wish I could have just told her how much I loved her before she lost her breath, unfortunately I was miles away. God bless her soul. Being pampered so much by my Grandma kind of made my life here a bit difficult to adjust to because if life is uncomplicated as it was in Davao, here in Cebu it is almost the total opposite. We do not live in luxury and all that wealth but my Nanay (what I call my Grandma) was just as hardworking as hell, selling food stuff in her kitchenette right at the ground floor of her two-storey house while attending to some hectares of land in the middle of nowhere in Cotabato harvesting some amount of money from the tenants who tilled and plowed the land. Amazing how some widows could make use of their time wisely to feed their children and find means to help them live a better life. In the end, life has had the best of my Nanay, as she had the last few years of her existence in somewhat agony. The strife she’d had with my mother escalated in the early 1990’s that seem to have etched a lot of resentments in both their hearts. Though they eventually reconciled and my Nanay lived with us for the remaining of the decade, her body had succumbed to heart failure and other complications that rendered her immobile, lifeless in bed. I recall how that happened in September of 1998, when she was busy preparing for something (might have been my birthday I guess) when she received word from NZ where my mother was seeking opportunities and was a few days short of going back to the Philippines, that she was not in the best condition. It broke her heart and triggered a stroke that sent her straight to ICU. The incident rendered half of her body paralyzed that she wasn’t even able to speak since then. Seven long agonizing months for her were full of daily prayers and weekly anointments, turning her over to ensure the bedsores don’t worsen, bedpans as urinals connected to a catheter attached to her urethra, regular feedings thru an oral tube just to sustain the bodily needs for fluids and solids to keep her alive. Each day we took turns in caring for her but each day we became hopeless she will recuperate. While she tried with all her might to gulp down as much food and liquid as she can, only a few morsels would do for her and that was enough improvement for us. Little did we know those would be her lasts few intakes. Her body gave up shortly before my sister’s birthday on summer of 1999. I just graduated from high school and was about to turn another chapter of my life without her. I knew she only meant well for us guarding me in particular as my chaperon in junior and senior high and making sure her grandchildren get the best of their needs. I thought at that time I had the most authoritarian Nanay in the world but the realization of her love for me and my siblings only came to mind when she was gone. I never appreciated her strictness until I lost her. I lost the opportunity to tell her how much she was loved and still is loved to this day. I think I may have whispered to her ear at some point when she was lying lifelessly in bed but I can only hope and pray she heard it somehow. Eight years have passed and still the feeling of letting someone go because it was meant to be is as painful to me as a cut on my wrist dripped with acid. My stomach churns with each recall. The memory of loss haunts me to this day. As I am about to face my terminal destination much like everyone else will, I wonder if someone might feel the same way for me. In the end what I know is that when someone or something gets too common or too available for us we often take them for granted and miss out on the good they bring or do to our lives. We presuppose that their existence will not cease and that they will endure to our last remaining breaths. It is only when the people we love have departed, the things that we worked hard for had deteriorated and vanished, and when only memories of them remain do we realize their worth and meaning to our lives. In our native tongue we say, and I quote, “kung kalian nawala saka hinahanaphanap.
At certain times when the whole world or at least majority of the population that existed in my narrow self-invented world are in jubilation, I am at almost the worst of my negativistic attitude. Why so? I cannot explain. It seems to me my instinctual vibes are working to its peak since the newly-opened shops caused a buzz downstairs. I have no idea why but the nega-vibes never stopped even as of this writing. I carefully analyzed why and just noticed that since the restos opened at the ground floor not a lot of them were selling so much as most Sykesters would prefer the affordable choices at the second and third floor pantries or the Cove or Larsian at night or the other karenderias nearby by day, as opposed to the ceiling-priced food choices in the dining stores within the building. People tend to favor the common household menu served low cost at the comforts of the same floor they work on or the calmly viand stores that offer steaming soups for free with a pack of your choiced viand and hot-off-the stove rice at almost half to a third of the prices at the fancy restaurants in Synergis. This is probably due to the fact that Sykes came from a humble beginning in KRC and given that most of us live simple cost-efficient yet happy lifestyles, that including our preferences in the food we eat at work, no wonder these fanciful restaurants may only be a passing attraction. Remember John's Diner which used to serve us specially-cooked omelets and sunny-side-ups? Thank goodness the exhaust fan in the kitchen somehow solved the greasy after-effect smell of your dining experience there, or we have much preferred Crystal Cove over it! Then who could forget Nancy's place? That cozy concrete house turned into a conventional karenderia with a second floor dining area to accomodate more of its customers. These are just a few of those small yet patronized kitchenettes around Subangdaku where Sykesters' hearts and appetites used to belong. Now lodged in a humungous edifice with a handful of choices to satisfy our insatiable need for palatable dishes, Sykesters are a bit overwhelmed at this, tasting the waters and tasting the flavors. There are Japanese, Filipino, Chinese and Fusion cuisines, as well as the breads and sandwiches that go a long way. Prices range from 14 pesos for a special bread to 150 pesos for a set of meal. Then there's the 24-hour convenience store with some chunks of pesos added to the original prices of commodities. How convenient is that? Also that McDonald's and Bo's Coffee had recently opened fronting the ground floor area, I still had a hunch that somehow they might not click or that the other shops inside the building may unfortunately have to cease to operate somehow. It happened this weekend when I noticed some of the shops were closed on a Sunday to my surprise. Was it the competition? I'm starting to see my fears for them realize. All the while we may not know what the management team of each of those restaurants have in mind, maybe some propaganda to increase customer patronage to what they could offer. We may not know at all.
Before Sunrise From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia (Redirected from Before sunrise) Before Sunrise (1995) is a film directed by Richard Linklater and written by Linklater and Kim Krizan. The movie follows Jesse, a young American on his way to Vienna to catch a flight back home after a traumatic break-up, and Celine, a young French woman traveling back to Paris to attend school at La Sorbonne after having visited her grandmother in Budapest. They meet on a train and after talking for a while, Jesse convinces Celine to get off the train with him at Vienna so they can spend more time together. The plot is best described as minimalist, since aside from walking and talking, not much happens. The two characters' ideas, perspectives on life, love, reincarnation, etc. are detailed and thought out. Jesse is a romantic disguised as a cynic, and Celine seemingly a romantic though with some doubts. Taking place over the course of one night, their limited time together is always on their minds, and leads to their revealing more about themselves than they normally would, since both believe they will never see one another again. In 2004, Before Sunset, a long awaited sequel, was released from the same director and cast and reprising the original concept. Plot Summary The movie starts with Jesse meeting Celine on a train to Paris. They strike a conversation in the train. Jesse is going to Vienna whereas Celine is on her way to Paris after visiting her grandmother. When they reach Vienna, Jesse asks Celine to accompany him in Vienna. Jesse convinces Celine by saying that after 10 or 20 years down the road, she might not be happy with her marriage and might wonder how it would have been if she had picked another guy, and this is a chance to realize that he himself is not that different from the rest. In his words, he is "the same boring unmotivated guy." Jesse has to catch a flight early in the morning and doesn't have enough money to rent a room for the night, so they decide to roam around in Vienna. They exchange some peculiar observations on life and love in general. Sometime through the night they click romantically and end up sleeping together in the park. The movie ends the next day at the train station, where the two agree to meet together at the same place in six months.
Memorable Quotes - Jesse: OK, well this was my thought: 50,000 years ago, there are not even a million people on the planet. 10,000 years ago, there's, like, two million people on the planet. Now there's between five and six billion people on the planet, right? Now, if we all have our own, like, individual, unique soul, right, where do they all come from? You know, are modern souls only a fraction of the original souls? 'Cause if they are, that represents a 5,000 to 1 split of each soul in the last 50,000 years, which is, like, a blip in the Earth's time. You know, so at best we're like these tiny fractions of people, you know, walking"¦I mean, is that why we're so scattered? You know, is that why we're all so specialized?
- Jesse: Alright, alright, think of it like this: jump ahead ten, twenty years, okay? And you're married. Only your marriage doesn't have that same energy that it used to have, you know? You start to blame your husband. You start to think of all those guys you met in your life and what might have happened if you'd picked up with one of them, right? Well I'm one of those guys, that's me! So think of this as time travel. From then to now to find out what you're missing out on. See, what this really could be is a gigantic favor to both you and your future husband to find out that you're not missing out on anything; I'm just as big a loser as he is, totally unmotivated, totally boring, and you made the right choice and you're really happy.
- Celine: I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.
- Celine: Isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?
- Celine: Why do you become obsessed with people you don't really like that much, you know, I mean"¦
- Celine: I like to feel his eyes on me when I look away.
[edit] Trivia - The characters appear again in another film by the same director, Waking Life.
- The plot of the movie was conceived by the director Richard Linklater, who shared a similar experience with a woman named Amy when they spent a whole night talking as they roamed the streets of Philadelphia.
- The books read by Celine and Jesse may have given them a sense of the other's inner workings. (It is movie land).
- Celine is reading a George Bataille anthology: "˜Madame Edwarda’, "˜Le Mort’ (The Dead Man), "˜Histoire de L’Oeil’ (The Story of the Eye). Jesse has actor Klaus Kinski’s autobiography, "All I Need Is Love’.
- Bataille promotes intense experiences and heightened awareness of them (both pleasure and pain); he emphasises the sensations of "˜life’ over rational thought and social order. Kinski’s autobiography is lighter (less intellectual, more populist), but he was famous for conveying intensity on screen and living with passion. Bataille writes about deliberately seeking a life of emotional intensity; so Celine is reading about the principle of a passionate life. Kinski lived passionately; so Jesse is reading about the practice of a passionate life.
- Celine is earnest about cultivating relationships, so presumably she is on the look out for someone who matches her outlook. Jesse tends towards dealing with whatever life brings, but he does have a lively attitude to life (it's a big party that you have to crash). Their books may be a symbol that they both have a passionate personality.
7/11/2007 - Before Sunset - Plot (from Wikipedia)  Nine years have passed since the events of Before Sunrise. Jesse has written a novel inspired by his time in Vienna with Celine, and the book has become a minor success. The last stop of his book-signing trip across Europe is Paris, and there she comes to see him. Jesse has a short time before his plane departs, and invites Celine to share it with him. Jesse is married and has a child, and Celine has a boyfriend, but, as becomes clear in the course of their talk, both are not very happy. Now in their early thirties, they look back at their meeting with both longing and regret; at first, however, they simply accept the mistakes of the past. However, the nine years apart, and the divergence of their paths in life, have revealed the significance of their initial, brief encounter. The film's conclusion is memorable. They return to Celine's apartment, where he plays a CD by Nina Simone. While imitating the singer, Celine says (with emphasis) to Jesse, "Baby ... you are gonna miss that plane." The shot turns to Jesse, who's smiling at her like a man gloriously happy for the first time in years. The camera slowly draws in on his face and he answers, "I know." The scene fades to black. The future of their relationship may be unclear, but it's clear Jesse is staying, at least for a while longer. |
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Before Sunset film posterDirected by Richard LinklaterProduced by Richard LinklaterWritten by Richard Linklater,Ethan Hawke,Julie DelpyStarring Ethan Hawke,Julie DelpyMusic by Julie DelpyDistributed by Warner Independent PicturesRelease date(s) 2004Running time 80 minutesLanguage English, FrenchPreceded by Before SunriseIMDb profileBefore Sunset (2004), is a film, the sequel to Before Sunrise (1995). Jesse (Ethan Hawke) again meets Celine (Julie Delpy), this time at a book signing to promote his first novel, which is based on their encounter nine years earlier. They again venture around and talk, this time in Paris, in the hopes of discovering each other again.Like its predecessor, the film was directed by Richard Linklater. However, this time he shares credit with both Hawke and Delpy on the screenplay. Story credit is shared by original Before Sunrise screenwriter Kim Krizan and Richard Linklater.Actress Julie Delpy also penned two songs featured in the film. A third was included in the closing credits and movie soundtrack.This film is noted in its use of the Steadicam for tracking shots and its use of long takes. Noteworthy too is that the film takes place in real time"”that is, the time elapsed in the story is also the run time of the film. Furthermore, the sequel was also released nine years after Before Sunrise, the same amount of time that has lapsed in the plot since the events of the first movie.In a documentary Ethan Hawke suggests the possibility of further films in the series. He said that it would be nice to have 4 or 5 films plotting the course of their relationship.Tagline: What if you had a second chance with the one that got away?Awards and nominationsAwards * 2004 Boston Society of Film Critics Award - BSFC Award (2nd place)Nominations * 2004 77th Academy Awards - Writing Adapted Screenplay for Richard Linklater, Ethan Hawke, Julie Delpy, and Kim Krizan. * 2004 Independent Spirit Awards - Independent Spirit Award for Richard Linklater, Ethan Hawke, and Julie Delpy * 2005 Writer's Guild of America USA - WGA Award (Screen) for Richard Linklater, Ethan Hawke, Julie Delpy, and Kim Krizan. * 2004 Berlin International Film Festival - Golden Berlin Bear * 2004 Gotham Awards - Best Film
TURN THE LIGHTS DOWN LOW Weary of busy streets with people buzzing, we turn to our solitude in the wee hours of night. It's forty nine past two and my eyes have yet to tire itself from the speedy two-hour rush of food tripping at the newly-opened fastfood chain down at the office. You know, just to be part of history and catch something to bite. After a few courtsies with our boss who happens to be carrying her third child in her womb and who happened to brush her tummy against mine so I could catch the baby fever 9hopefulyl soon it will hit me), my husband, my bestfriend and I munched in on our treat with gusto. An hour has passed or two and we're on our way back home to get our other half of slumber. We've been trying to catch as much sleep lately for all the sleepless days the past weeks. Then now I'm back to where I started. Lying on my belly and with my feet beside my hubby's face, I'm gently putting my thoughts into an organized coherently substantial form of literary piece whatever but seems to me the bed could only get the best of me this dawn. I dream of a cozy yellow lighted four-post bed whitened by draperies and linens aflowing, my hubby beside me to retire the night with, where I can rest my worries tonight and hopefully get the better view in the morning. I think it's time to turn it down low- lights off please.
 | the mask | Jun 30, '07 1:20 AM
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i felt compelled to write down something for no reason at all...tsk tsk such is the dilemma of a psycho... sometimes in life we wear masks to hide away the flaws and imperfections... the identity we perceived to be less likeable and acceptable by society... the true persona that seeds from infantry to present life age...then the more masks we put on the lesser we become true to ourselves... that the next time we check out our closets we barely know who we are and what we really want in this life or the next... i am sitting in a cafe as i am writing this and then im suddenly noticing a few people standing up walking past by me as if pretending to look ahead but in fact wanting to get a glimpse of my face... i realize that they seem to have noticed my somewhat familar face... or do i even look familiar to you? have i crossed your mind these days? HAHAHAHA.. what a shame! i had to ask that here ... tsk tsk tsk so, put on my pair of shades, slightly dimmed on the lens to hide away such horrible view...HAHAHA...i swear i could have laughed out loud if i were them seeing my ugly face up front... and then i said to myself... yes I AM WEARING A MASK!!!! hehehehe
When precious time slips away hastily you never know what you're missing 'til it's gone, such that the closest to your heart becomes the farthest in distance and so begins the corruption of the bond. What kind of fool would deny the heart that opportune moment to be once and for all be at peace and happy? It would still be a fool in love. The need for ownership and loyalty transcends trust and understanding, thus selfishness overrides kindness and love becomes possession of. When love fades, the tyranny begins. Surely who wouldn't smell mutiny? Only the foolest of all would allow the heart such torment and eventually loses the love it once prizely yet freely possessed.
| COVER UP | Jun 23, '07 5:38 PM
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SHE LIVED A LIFE OF ENDLESS GLORY INTOXICATED BY FAME AND FORTUNE. SHE HESITATED NOT IN AN OUNCE OF HOPE WHEN SHE GLANCED ON A MOMENT OPPORTUNE. HE IS IN SEARCH OF DAMN SALVATION, LOST IN A WORLD OF CRUEL INDIGNATION. HE SAW THE JEWEL HIDDEN BENEATH THE DUST, THE GRATIFICATION OF ALL HIS LUST. WHEN TIME AND FATE UNITE THEIR POWERS. TO TURN THE NIGHT INTO WAKING HOURS. TWO SPARKS IGNITE IN SCORCHING FURY, TO BECOME ONE AS PART OF THEIR REALITY. THEIRS IS A LOVE ONCE UNWILLINGLY POPPED, A UNION FOR CONVENIENCE NO ONE CAN STOP. THEY VOW TO BELONG TIL ETERNITY DROPS. A WOMAN IN PLACE OF THE ONE HE LOVES.
A life well spent is a life worth living. As I have come across my thoughts today while busy preparing light lunch for my hubby and I before heading to bed, my memories took me back to Anbern and my highschool life of years past. I recall I had mentioned to her during one of our chat conversations what had exactly happened to me and her dad during our last year in SciHi but I left her in mid-air. I felt it in my heart that burning need to tell her the truth behind the speculations. What had really transpired then still leaves me speechless up to this time. I knew I had so much to thank her and her dad for coming into my life. Sophomore years were exceptionally happy for me because of them. They made me feel complete like the vitamins say in the ads. But they were never knew that then. I hope it’s not too late to tell them now. Anbern was quick to know that, though it was like eons ago, Rodney and I never had closure. We never said goodbye in good terms. I still carry with me somehow the remnants of his hurt feelings for me for letting go of our two-year fling for someone I hardly knew. Someone whom I realized later was not worthy of my attention. But you know how it is when you’re younger and you think the world is a fairy tale story; you act stupidly without care whoever gets blistered in the process. Rodney had sent me letters during our freshmen years in college. I knew somehow the Cathy he knew was not the same Cathy reading them. I felt undeserving and guilt-stricken by his thoughts and emotions. Anbern knew there was a need to end the story well. Maybe one of these days we might meet again and become better friends. I hope that it’s not too late to let them both know that they’ve been the closest to what a family can be to me and that I’ve never had an ounce of regret for having them in my life. Though Rodney did not become my real-life partner, I’m still happy to say that Bernie will always be my first born child. J
| The life there was, no turning back They tried to change it but there's no way People are the choices that they make We weave our lives each and every day He says there was no way they could be He's accepted the fact and painful reality He wouldn't let his guard down Not for me, not for anyone else Maybe not for now but who knows He will love again somehow And they know it's going to be meant For his love to be the total best There's no turning back now he says Life is what they make it they say He's decided his fate from the start They were forever torn apart No regrets felt not even pain For love lost maybe somebody else's gain Live and be merry for someday he'll marry And love she lost your lady will forever carry |
Staring at the clock as it strikes past six Wondering if ever they could hold on to this Riding past the narrow fields across the land Nothing in sight but the road that won't end The waiting seemed longer than time immemorial Anticipation seems like a killer so serial The white couch stoof not far from sight The mighty prince on it so visible at night The horses start to gallop gently on the road Wondering which route it will take the load He takes the hand of the lady upon his own Assuring her they have not fully separately grown The princess keeps holding back tears from her eyes Away from his view as she begins to sigh The grip had tightened to a warm embrace Gently wrapping her body in that familiar solace He wanted to let her know how he feels bu he couldn't She wanted to be engrossed in the magical torment Painstakingly she withdrew from his touch Knowing in her heart that she still loves him so much The night was young in their exchange of laughters But beneath those were bleeding hearts so terribly bothered Tormented and torn by what must and must not be Neglecting their feelings for the sake of morality The prince knew there was not much to be done He let her go as to three strikes the short hand Even for the shortest of all good times "Tis was the happiest moment and was sublime She wanted to stay so much in her heart But the magic might not somehow have torn them apart He did not hold her back hard enough, she thought Thus, she had her coachmen fetch her in the cold "Tis was the one night their both hearts hearts desired But no closure had happened only painful retires He stole from her a kiss on th elips or two She wanted to give more but in sorrowful adieu She could have risked her life for even a hug Bow in her deep core impounds a big thug There can be no more days as blissful as this Now she could only hope for was the touch of his lips The prince had turned into a fearsome beast One who must hide in shadows of the mist Gone are the coachmen who sired for her ride Gone are the sweet nothings that gave her a high Back to reality she lives as a maid Working in toil to get what she's paid The magic of their love had vanished into thin air All that was left was the bond that's barely there She loves the prince in deafening silence And forever awaits for his hopeless presence
Make Eros Racing hormones threading the road to salvation Wanting release for that deep fiery emotion I thrust my hand up in sweet sensations Curl my fingers close to clutch the extortion Decide, my cranial majesty, decide For the fate of the toxic pleasure in you resides Let not the surge of gravity be against your tide Allow me freedom and let me hastily ride I grasp into nothingness in the dusk of night I searched and alas into a flesh my claws subside The shadows succumb into thy mighty tower’s light Bursting in endless flames of fury and lustful high Be gone my fear for now in you I relied The strength and ardor swept me up with pride The pinnacle I’ve reached so fast in no time Yet prolonging my agony is what you have in mind Be gentle dear hunter as you seek for the treasure Deeply buried in the recesses of unending fervor Be kind and passionate to that gracious gift of nature And she’ll be the one to led you to her pleasure As such the master has become the slave The slave now musters the highness in her grave Covering her not with tombstone, wreath and gravel But the moist, warm rains the skies have unraveled From which sprang forth the out spurts of the dawn The seeds of the earth awake to a new morn Gone was the fear and hate in the stillness of the night But the remnants of the heat are bodies weary of the flight
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i remember quite well i was in gradeschool when i had bangs this short and then grew one length for as long as i could remember, then again cut eh short about two years ago. now they're back! 