I am a wandering spirit tangled in the shit of this transient thing called human existence.
I'm the product of the things that have happened to me and the decisions I refused to make. I am nothing different than other people, I am pretty normal-- well, I thought I was unique back then but people started claiming they were unique too, so, hello reality.
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EXITSYARCHIVES;
Seasons pass, people change and the world is never the same.
Time ticks as we all move along this windy road called life.
As people, we grow day by day, and we become so engrossed
That sometimes we forget to check the view surrounding us,
Slowly letting go of those hands as we reach for the endless sky.
We both reached for that dream, fearless and with determination.
Our gazes fixated, as we slowly drifted away from one another.
So I stand here before you, asking the question you hate to hear:
“Dear my friend, do you still remember me and who I am?”
Although our hold slowly lost its grip, the change in my heart remains;
The proof of your existance that helped shaped my life as it is now
Will continue to live on as will my eternal gratitude of your kindness.
I pray that these words will reach my friend who touched my heart so.
Seasons pass, people change and we realize what time can do to us.
This may be my final chance to say this, but for everything you have done
“Thank you.”
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A dedication for my lolo who just died last night. I'll really miss you:(
RIP AC
Glancing at the reflection before me in the silver night, I ask a question from the depths of my heart, hoping to find an answer.
My neglected dreams lie before me in pieces. Is it too late for me to repair what once was a beautiful vision that encompassed all the desires of my heart? I look to the reflection in the mirror in front of me, looking into my own soul.
To sing with every emotion I can muster in my physical and spiritual being – that was all that used to matter to me. I wish I could return to those days, where the ‘real world’ was not an issue, and I could sing to my heart’s content.
I reach out to touch that reflection, wishing to comfort their heart and tell them that there is still hope. There is still time, and as long as there is a dream, it can be achieved. The sky is never the limit – its only the beginning.
Perhaps, I can return to that dream and reawaken those passions that once consumed me so wholly. I do not wish for fortune and fame, but only to sing on that stage and show the world what lies within my heart.
Until then, I shall gaze upon the shining moon that represents my dreams and start my journey once again.
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i gots mah new piercing yestarrrday. SUPER YAY. :)). Got isCOOL tomarraaw, TTFN~
A dream, a wish and logical sense; sweet words and contradicting lies.
This is the cracked road that we all must travel down at some stage in our lives. Do we follow our heart towards that dream that shines to brightly in the far distance down the rocky pathway, or do we hop onto the nicely paved sidewalk that helps us keep stable on our feet and follow the crowd? Lately, this is the crossroad that I have been standing in front of, confused in which direction I should take.
As I envision this journey, to my left I see magnificent buildings as people scurry on the foot paths in front of them and on my right, is a dirt road of uneven levels which lead past a wire fence. In the distance, I see something glimmer like a jewel of hope. The skies are wide and blue, and the clouds dance happily above the scenery although it looks as many have deserted the road once before.
While the dream is vivid and beautiful, the risks along the way are high and I could easily fall and injure myself, but the life seems worth living that way. If I step onto the pavement like everyone else, I can’t even see which direction I’m going to head down. Who knows where I could end up? Perhaps a dead end in an alleyway, or inside a marvellous skyscraper.
The debate within me is one of logic versus the heart and urge to live life. While I know it is safer to walk down that sidewalk with majority of those around me, I feel that I will lose myself as well as the life that I am so happy to live. Yet, at least this way my future can be guaranteed compared to that rocky road, filled with unexpected ditches and cracks. But, at the end of that path is something I could treasure with my entire being – it would be a life I would be proud to live.
So do I choose to ‘live’ or do I become another robot in society? While individuality and following dreams are often encouraged, in the end, we still want the best for our lives and fear the conceptions other people have in their minds about how we are as people.
The answer: I cannot have both, yet it is both that I am trying to acquire. How long will I stand here before my mind will be decided?
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rootbeer anyone? busy ako, guimagawa ng phytochemical essay sa advance chemistry, kagc-han ko, nairal. hindi naman ako masisi kesa naman mamatay ako sa sobrang pagkabagot di ba?
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Gazing at your presence from afar;
You’re a star who shines so brightly
So far away from me. Give me wings
Then perhaps I may be able reach you,
Your lullaby, sweet but heartbreaking;
My heart cries for you. Aches for you.
Glimmering in beauty, your pain ignored;
The stardust falling, caught in tears I cry.
Beyond one’s grasp but within eyesight;
If I met you halfway through the milky way
Would you reach for me if I reach for you?
Tell me before my heart loses its starlight.
Let’s make a wish on a shooting star together.
chokkchokk.