February 2012
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You’re just full of surprises aren’t you? Here I am alone with my thoughts when you come out of the blue to reassure that everything will be alright. Truth be told these thoughts have been bothering me the whole day and they only grew progressively worse as time went on. I never once mentioned it and yet somehow you knew exactly what to say. What seemed like mountains towering in the distance were...
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I don’t want to wake up just yet. Won’t you let me dream a little longer? It’s kinda nice here, and for once I feel safe and at peace. The demons and monsters that I’m so afraid of can’t get me here. It’s a sanctuary from the harsh realities of life, but do you know what’s the best part? You’re here with me, too. When I need someone you’re right there to comfort and calm me down. It’s here that I...
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It...”
– Neil Gaiman
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Talent: Screwing things up, making mistakes, ruining things, (add) always a disappointment.
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I have yet to find a word to describe you. You transcend my every apparition of perfect. Your beautiful eyes besiege my every thought, and I have yet to discover the extent of their beauty. For when your smile turns placid cheeks to rose, subtleties become irrational. You are my every inspiration. The girl who I can’t help but think about. The one who’s driving me insane. This is insane. The way a...
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Everything was still. I heard the leaves rustle outside of my bedroom window as my curtains embrace the effortless breeze of another day. I hid from the sunlight, too afraid to face the world at the moment. Therefore I remain hidden beneath my bedsheets, too tired to sit on the computer, too restless to even try. It’s taken a toll on me. It’s easy for anyone to mutter the worlds “It will be okay”...
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I am the dust that rests upon your favorite novel. I am the ink that penetrates into the notebook pages as you would ventilate, leaving secrets upon my canvas. Your words of pain, joy, indifference, love, frustrations and such has permanently carved itself onto my skin and I wear my flesh like the latest trend. Share with me your darkest desires and your brightest dreams. I am the tears that fall...
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Sometimes, it’s not about what you can offer to the other individual. In the chase of love, whatever formula we have doesn’t always suit the proper problem. A person can give the woman all the seafood in the world, but it wouldn’t mean a thing if that woman was allergic to it. People are like puzzle pieces, except it is much more complex than a simple thousand missing ones, because this involves...
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Love is when I see other girls, and then you come into my mind.
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I used to think that stars were invincible. As distant and as dangerous as long-forgotten gods, they felt your every breath and they watched your every move. But then you taught me about supernovae, so I turned away from the fraying edges of space, still chasing that image of immortality. I learned to lean on the trunks of redwoods and listen to the base of mountains. I placed my faith and my...
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They say that when you love someone, you should not love with your all. That you should reserve some for yourself because when the relationship ends, you would be left with nothing.
But the thing is, if the love that’s been said is genuine you just can’t help yourself but to love with your all. It’s not a choice, it’s just an involuntary act. Because sometimes, it feels...
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We were walking down the sidewalk, our hands laced together, when it started to snow. I looked at you and you smiled that reckless grin, and in that moment, I couldn’t imagine how life could be any more beautiful.
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Hand and Heart
Hold up your right hand and focus on nothing more than your right hand and my left hand. Use as much of your imagination as possible, please, and however contrived and redundant some of this might seem, please, bear with me. Pretend that you are your right hand, and I am my left hand. Ignore your wrists, your forearms, your shoulders, everything but your right hand. Do you see my hand across the...
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I believe that the extraordinary is possible. No matter how much you’ve been hurt, there are still good things that comes in your way and it’s not meant to hurt you again. Love can endure all hardships. With trust and honesty, that love can go a long way. I believe that people can achieve all that they desire as long as they work hard for it and not give up. There is hope for mankind....
“Writers are desperate people and when they stop being desperate they stop being...”
– Charles Bukowski
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And I have pondered that no one searches for me, no one wonders where I am. I can stay home for weeks, and no one would bother ask where I have been in those times that I’m gone. No one would ask because no one noticed. Therefore I conclude that when I suddenly disappear from this world, no one would know, no one would notice, no one would search for my body.
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Thoughts
And as he left, he thought only of her. He thought of the thousands of times he had the chance to say what he wanted to say to her. He thought of all those times he swore she looked as if all she wanted was a kiss, from him. He thought of the times he froze up in mid-conversation because he made her laugh or smile and couldn’t help but to stare at her simple beauty, forgetting the next words he...
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I push people away, then I get gloomy when they don’t turn around to come back.
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I want to kiss you. It’s not just a simple kiss that leads to deep, intimate kissing. It’s not just for the desire of lust. It’s more than that. I want to kiss you because I love you so much that there are no words enough to express how I feel. All that is left to do is to show you how much I love you through actions. I feel that we are not close enough to each other. I want to kiss you deep as if...
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I have a tendency to cling myself to the girl I love, really clingy. I always want to be with that person all the time, or talk to that person day and night. When we don’t talk even for just a few hours, I miss her instantly. But the thing is that I don’t let her know how much I want to talk to her all day long, or how much I miss her even when we just talked a few hours ago. I...
I have this fear of trusting people. That everytime I make friends, I don’t fully trust them with all of me. I’ve encountered so many people who broke my trust that it’s hard to tell if one of them would do the same deed. I’m careful at telling my secrets. I don’t share my darkest stories that happened in my past. I’ve been hurt so many times as I child that I’ve learned to not fully trust anyone...
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Why Do You Write?
His muses sing: You write
because you are home to words
that seek sunlight
and need air.
His maker sneers: You write
because you are frightened
that...
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I see the way he looks at her, blue eyes tracing the entirety of her body, lingering on the curves of her hips and the waves in her hair. I notice the way he slows his long, steady strides just to walk by her side, sliding his hand to the small of her back as though to hurry her along, but really just to touch her, hands itching for the soft skin beneath the fabric of her t-shirt. I know how he...
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The glass is half full.
I wasn’t always this pessimistic and negative.
Once upon a time, I was the most optimistic person you could ever meet. Sitting here now and looking back on it, it wasn’t the real me. The face of optimism was not for me, it was for those around me. I’ve always been the rational one, the mature one, the one who socially understands the right morals and common decency, the one with respect...
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Deep Conversations
I want deep conversations.
I want to feel more than just your skin and sweat, more than just the looking into what we call eyes. I want more than just to taste the sweet kisses of your lips, to see more than just the beautiful face you have. I want to feel and understand what sharpens your interest to what makes your blood boil. I want to know more than just what you do and how you do it; I want...
I’m starting to like being outside—to socialize with people, to laugh, to admire the sun, the blue sky, the way trees sway when the cold wind blows. I’m starting to like the daylight, the sunrise, which is new. I’m usually the kind of person who would sleep when the sun is up, and be alive when the moon sets in. I admire the darkness, and how the stars give off a dim light....
“Write something worth reading or do something worth writing.”
– Benjamin Franklin
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I am sick and tired of hearing people say, “You should be happy.” Yes, I have the perfect picture life any person could possibly want, but of course you don’t know what goes inside my mind. Depression loves to suck happiness out of you. Anxiety loves to implant fear in you.
Unless you have been there, you will have no idea what it feels like. Some people have felt down before, and will state that...