Talaga namang sa pagiging talentado, angat na angat ang Pinoy. Sa galing, di matatawaran. Pero nitong mga nakalipas na taon, nasaan na nga ba ang pagiging malikhain na siya naman talagang sandata mo? Ako'y lubos na nababahala na sa paglipas ng panahon, pangalan mo'y makasama sa bumibilis paglubog ng lahing kinamulatan na wala ni isa man lamang ang nakakapansin. Nakakabahala. Nakakatakot. Gising Juan. Gising Juan...
Isn’t it stupid that we allow a person whom we barely know and whom we just met to destroy the fruits of our past and to dictate our future by investing all our emotions in the belief that he/she can provide the happiness that we would need to last our lifetime? Isn’t it amazing how society can make us believe that we can leave the very people who have molded us into who we are just for this certain “special someone”? Isn’t it ironic how almost everyone subject themselves to emotional anxiety and pains in search of what they call ‘LOVE’, when in fact, nobody can even provide a single (and universally accepted) definition of this word, when nobody can guarantee an end when the journey begins? It only hurts when I’m awake. In my dreams you love me more. You let me hold you for as long as I want to and you never let go or back away from me. You let me kiss you in public no matter how passionate or sensual that kiss may be. You listen to everything I have to say even if they don’t mean j...
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