I don't feel so complete right now.

My dreams are a mess, my love is I-don't-know-how, and, seriously? This is quite possibly the most lost I've been.

This trip was supposed to help me find myself. You know, because of the independence shiz. And what do I find? That I don't know. That, given the world's riches on a platter, I don't know what I ( Read more... )

I look at my schoolmates' facebook pages and I think about the choices that brought me here. Today it was a lot about student council- and organization- related stuff. Sometimes it's about helping out my high school more, sometimes it's about... oh, I don't know. This and that. Being more active in my parish. Getting to know the people in my ( Read more... )

Maybe I see you.

Maybe you'd see me, too. If only you would look.

I don't want to say anything because you mean well, but dammit, I want to say everything because I don't know what else to do, how else to smile ( Read more... )

Welcome to the real world, she said to me
condescendingly;
take a seat,
take your life -
plot it out in a black and white.
They love to tell you:
Stay inside the lines.
Something's better on the other side.
I wanna run through the halls of my high school;
I wanna scream at the top of my lungs:
I just found out
there's no such thing as the real ( Read more... )

 Thrice posted. Because it is lovely like that, and not half as difficult to understand as the ones we read in class.

For What Binds Us

There are names for what binds us:
strong forces, weak forces.
Look around, you can see them:
the skin that forms in a half-empty cup,
nails rusting into the places they join,
joints dovetailed on their own weight.
The way ( Read more... )

T'is a Friday night and I'm perfectly happy to be home ( Read more... )

Take me far, far away from here. Please?

Soccer drains my energy and make my legs hurt. Physics and math drain my thinking capabilities and make me feel incredibly slow. Somehow, seeing...that just drains me ( Read more... )

Four days left before we leave. The thing about leaving home isn't that I will miss it - it's that some little part of me is always idly wondering: what if we never come back? It's foolish, sure, to be considering these thoughts at all (because what's the use of them, what good do they bring?), but there they are anyway ( Read more... )

Inaantok na ako ( Read more... )

Happy birthday, Aia-bitchy. <3
I hope you had a great day, and that you are well.
I miss you, friend. :(
Let's hang out sometime :D
Take care. God bless.
<3

Sleeping the day away (and spending what other little time there was eating/reading) made me realize - I miss you. I seriously do, and I can maybe even tear up a bit thinking of how we haven't ( Read more... )