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ayan mag-laway ka...

So there's this boy...

He's my bestfriend, and my boyfriend. Every day i get to spend with him is the best day of my life. No one can make me smile quite like he does & I honestly have no clue what i would do without him. I doubt he will ever *truly* know just how much he means to me. <3

I want a boy--

-- that will stay with me forever. He'll know you can never say I love you too many times, but he know's not to say it if he doesn't mean it with all his heart. He'll give me his favorite sweatshirt. He'll stay home with me to watch cinderella & he'll tell me he loved it even though he didn't. He'll call me at 4am. To only tell me that he loves me. He'll tell me that he couldn`t fall asleep because he was thinking about me & needed to hear my voice. He won't get embarrassed telling me he loves me in front of his friends. When I cry, he'll tell me I'm too beautiful, & kiss every tear. He always makes me feel better because he knows the most perfect things to say. All of his friends will know we're in love because he'll always talk about me. While we're walking, he'll pick up a flower for me. He'll tell me that I'm his little princess and treat me like one too. He'll love everything about me. He'll always end up laughing about silly fights that we won't be mad about. Even if I'm a million years old, I still get butterflies everytime he kisses me & he'll always tell me he'd die without me. He'll suprise me with a teddy bear when I'm having a bad day. He's interested in everything I say & always cares. He won't stop playin games 'til he won me the red teddy bear. He'll take walks with me in the snow & catch snow flakes on our tongues. Everytime I hear his name, it takes my breath away. And when I hear his voice, I fall in love all over again. But with him, I can never lose because everything about him is just so wonderful & perfect. I'll be his everything, and he'll be even more to me. He'll love me forever.

Crayola Bombs

"Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn't go cheap, either - not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with their imagination."


-Robert Fulghum

There are two kinds of secrets.

those we keep from others and those we hide from ourselves...

Another sleepless night

I was thinking the whole night that a sadist lurking outside my bedroom door will kidnap me while i'm asleep... And i will be tortured the next day by, say, a series of chains hooked into my flesh that must be ripped out to avoid a ticking time bomb OR will undergo an impromptu brain surgery involving a power drill OR will wake up hanging in a refrigerated room.. Naked!



Brrr. Chilly. All thanks to saw 3 and Micko.

Crap you.

Yeah.

When someone you love abandons you, it doesn't hurt just because they've changed or lied or went back on their promises, but because you are reminded what a beautiful person they can be and they take that away from you and won't let you see that beautiful person again.

I guess nothing hurts more than having someone just decide to take your entire world away without consulting you first.

Where the hell did that come from..

Sheeeeeeeeeeeet.
It's been like, what? 2months??..since my last post...
I missed you bloggggggggg :')

I just got home from the f-ing court. What I did there, shit. You won't believe it. hahahaha
I played basketball...duh! Haha
I played as if marunong ako... Sila Marc and Jino tawa ng tawa... Epal.
I had fun though :)



I want to have a sliding door inside my room.
Asides from my bedroom door... I want another door.
So I can smoke all I want there. I have been craving for that ever since we moved here. Di lang natutuloy because I've been a bad girl lately..oops.
hahaha kasalanan ko pa pala..
And heck.. May putang inang cigarette butt na nahulog sa rooftop tabi ng room ko. Wow. Bless me, at hindi ko na yun maabot. Goodluck naman sa buhay mo, Ja.



My sister's been playing mom for the past few days.. Epallllllllllllll.
I don't get her. Parang menopause na ata. O baka dahil matandang-dalaga lang?
I don't know, really. But either way, masungit nga siya. Bossy. Plus she's doing all the decisions for me. Aba aba aba... Who f-ing told her that that's her job, aber? In case she doesn't notice, I'm perfectly sane to make my own decisions noh. And fyi, it's MY life. Janelle Gapasin's life, not HER life. So don't ever tell me what to f-ing do. Ugh.
She makes me sick.

My dad, on the other hand has been super duper sweet to me... Shet. What's wrong with the world?? Gulong-gulo ko sa kanila... At!!! Si daddy nagpapa-under kay ate. What the---
O diba.. San ka pa..

Nagnananay-nanayan yun isa dito... Hmmm...
Well, know what? I can't wait 'til you go to Paris. I don't hell care how long you're going to stay there. Whether it'd be a day or a decade, wala akong pake. Just go and leave. I think I'm more happy that way.