My So-Called Life


by doomedpsyche ( | | | | | )

Tell me. Will you love me if I tell you right now, “I love you?” Would you even care if I drop a single tear all because of the love of you? I’m not quite sure if I truly love you. You don’t have to bother and help me in answering those questions. All I know is: you’re making my life all complicated. I know that I’m happy with my life right now. I know that I’m all satisfied with my single life. Why do you still have to bother with my head?


I don’t know if I should tell you that I’ve had sleepless nights. I don’t know if I should show you how wrecked I am inside. I just can’t seem to answer the questions; these questions in my mind. I wanted to see the answers and fight; but I just can’t give love just a single try.

nang bumuhos ang malakas na ulan

by butterfly_kisses ( | | )

14th monthsarry namin ngayon ni calo.. mamaya may usapan kami sa landmark na magkikita.. mag-eeat-all you can kami sa cabalen.. excited na talaga ako.. 2 araw din kaming hindi nagkita.. kahit pa nga araw araw kaming nag-uusap sa pamamagitan ng text, iba pa rin ung magkakasama kami.. ngayon na lang ulit yata kami kakain ng magkasama..

“nsan kn?” text ni calo..

“papunta na ko jan..”

palagi namang sya ang nauuna sa antayan namin kaya hindi na ko nagtataka kung andun na sya..

pagdating ko sa lugar na napag-usapan namin…

for you (part 2)

by butterfly_kisses ( | | | | )

For you,

A few weeks back you sent me a message that will make me cry over and over with joy because I felt so loved and thought of.  I never thought you would think of me in that manner.  You shared about a dream of us being together, not in the life after, but rather in this lifetime; now, when the time is our enemy and fate is our destiny.  I know our “friendship” is already classified as “an impossible dream”.  But we survived and we keep on believing in this “friendship” and we know deep in ourselves that we are here, together, for reasons only us know.  I know this is too much for sanity.  And I believe this is one of the reasons why we are still here, for each other, knowing at the end of the road, there is a gate waiting for us, to carry us on to our next journey.  And there is patience, understanding, prayer, love, honesty, common ingredients to a beautiful “friendship”.


by poetic_angel ( | | | | | | | | | | | | | | )

I am a filipino writer, and I have walked astray from my calling since from when I was in high school. Writing is my calling, and when the chance was given for me to respond to this calling and take the road which will take me to it came, I squandered the chance. I did not respond to this calling, and trudged the road that led me so far away from it. Because of this, my soul was lost, and I became a zombie. I was breathing but not alive. I walked astray from the very thing that makes my heart beat, and so in very endeavor that I did, I failed. I became nothing, and was almost non-existent, till I came to decide to take back the chance I squandered, go back to where this death of mine started, find my soul, and follow the road to where the reason my heart beats.

how i wish

by laine ( | )

almost seven years ago when my loving father passed away,.i was then a second year college student. i was on his side when he died,..every time i see an old man, that seems to be like my father., heart bleeds and my soul cries within...How i wish he still alive, i wish he still with me...right beside me talking with me like the way we talked when he still with i wish he's happy that now i finished my studies and i'm enjoying my craft..he used to told me his story when the japanese invade our country, how tough to live that threatenous way of living..he told me of how he forgo to study...but now that he's gone...i miss him so much..i miss the way he talks and the way he sings me on my i wish i still can tell him I LOVE YOU papa..i thank God for giving him to me..he's one of the best gift i had....

ang dahilan kung bakit ko isinulat to...

by butterfly_kisses ( | | | | | )

Isa lang akong simpleng tao na may simpleng pangarap sa buhay.  Isa lang ako sa mga taong akala mo’y hindi nag-eexist dito sa mundo. Simple lang din ang routine ko sa buhay.  Gigising sa umaga, papasok sa trabaho, uuwi sa bahay, matutulog.  Ganun lang lagi kaya masaya ako kapag nagyayaya ang mga kasama ko sa trabaho na gumimik.  O kaya naman minsan niyayaya ko ang mama ko na manood ng sine.  Wag ka ng magtaka kung sya ang kasama ko kase wala naman na kong boyfriend.  Kung bakit e wag mo ng alamin kase baka I-chismis mo pa sa kapitbahay mo.  Saka hindi naman talaga yun ang dahilan kung bakit ko isinulat to.

for you

by butterfly_kisses ( | | | | | )

For you,

Well, I guess I may sound exaggerated if I say that I’m thankful that we’ve gone this far.  I know it isn’t enough to say that it’s already been too long for us.  But no matter how you react about it, I would still wanted you to know that I am happy that we did it and those times being together is worth reminiscing.  I believe that this is just the beginning of some more months and hopefully years that we still have to take.

I often say “thanks” to you, for the good things you showed me…. For loving me….  But I guess I forgot to tell you how much I really am thankful for being a part of your life.  You didn’t know how much I admire you and how much I believe in you.  And if ever the whole world wouldn’t believe in you anymore, I would still be there for you.  

my so called life

by Rom ( | | | | | | )

I hate it! I really hate it! I never thought it still grows inside me, after five years, it's still boiling inside and burning like hell, an unending burst of flame.  It all triggers as I watched this evening news, Rolando Navarette, a former Filipino WBC boxing champ, now a sick and poor as rat, forgotten, has been, beats his live in partner who is half of his age. The poor women suffered a broken face, and a broken head as the hammer smashed into her cranial area, a black eye and tons of bruises tells the entire story.


          I felt a cold damp on my nape, after the sudden flush of anger, I sweat but I feel cold, suddenly I noticed my thumb on the TV's remote, it's shaking as if pushing the button is such a burden.  The TV is finally off, I don't know how I did it but I shut it off, as soon as my memories start to play on a different channel in my mind.

collaboration, anyone?

by malvin ( | | | | | | | | )

first time ko sa site na 'to, kind of nawawala... basta gusto ko lang i-release yung mga images na nasa isip ko.lundagan ng lundagan e hindi ko alam paano pakawalan ng may saysay... got lots of ideas but dont know how make it work! accident lang ng masearch ko ang site ne 'to, or call it devine interventaion. i'm just searching on how to make a cand--or better yet, i'm searching on how to make money-- but here i am, trying to get some disturb attention or maybe someone who has the same problem with me, it's been a dream to write a novel, a book, a film...but all was a dream until much inferiority i think...but who doesnt have one? kahit pa siguro presedente merong inferiority complex... anyway, im jusy looking a place to post my thoughts, trying to search writing competition kahit hindi ko alam papaano sasali o gagawin... if ever, you are the same with me...maybe we can work things out by collaboration...just hoping... dont know when can i visit this site again, or if i can still visit the site, but i'll try asap. just hoping to hear someone like me. text me

Various Genre of LOVE

by elirhpa ( | | | )

 Love is the noblest stimulus that soothes even the morsel part of ones vein.  Even if it’s sometimes called “bewildering love” we can consider it as one of the most precious gifts of all from mankind. Love is an emotion of expressing our feeling of adoring, caring, sharing, accepting, giving, respecting, and nurturing of others. It serves as a unique inspiration that enriches ones’ persona. People needs love, World needs love, every living things needs love. Indeed, love plays a major role in each one our lives by contiguous people such as family, friends, special someone and significant others.

Syndicate content