I didn’t know I can have that one, fat claustrophobic ass until today. I thought not of any other reason why. I’m dead sure that I hate this boisterous crowd simply because I can’t seem to find you in it. Or maybe because having th...
By TWiSTEEN on Mar 23, 2012 in:
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I will write on many stones the words “I love you”, and I will throw them to you one by one so that you would know how much it hurts loving you. Filed under: LOVE ♥♥♥ Tagged: books, break ups, broken, freshly pressed, letting go, li...
“You know,” i say to no one in particular. “this had better be worth it.” the faceless crowd continued milling past me. cars zoomed and buses chugged by, leaving nothing but trails of exhaust. it was moments away from rush hou...
Mr. Eugenio Perez, Gene to his friends, Asshole to everyone else, sat quite content at his usual spot on one of the bar’s couches. He was having a pleasant time alone when a woman plopped on the seat across from him and said, “You’re quite the...
I stared at your name, beside it was NO REPLY. ‘Yet,’ I added in my head. No reply yet. I’m sure you’ll attend, won’t you? My wedding is in two weeks. It’s in two weeks, and here I am counting the seconds before my feet stop feeling so co...
By The Adventures of AdventuRoj! on Feb 25, 2012 in:
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1. Act and behave your age Face and accept the reality of getting old, its consequences, and the limitations which growing old brings. Quit fooling yourself by trying to look like you were in your youth. 2. Move on Focus on enjoying people and not on...
By TWiSTEEN on Feb 15, 2012 in:
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(A 15-minute write-up for my Creative Writing class) The weather is seemed not fine today. It seems like night wanted to take over the day. The thick clouds had settled and compressed themselves high above, blocking the sun. It’s like darkness is...