Life of the Rich and Cowboys

Yung ang mga kasama mo e anyayaman 
pero game mag-jeep just because they know things have to be accomplished 
and game mag-perya just because, at the end of the day, they feel accomplished. 
These are my kind of people.

#TeamKoboy #TheSimpljsticLifeOfTheRich

Straightforward, Straight to You

Can I say "I love you"? 

"So much" even if we're not meant to be?

Even if we've been eons friends, months lovers?

Even if you once pushed me away. 

And I did you just the same. 

Even if I know you feel the same way yet you have someone else, not my name. 

Even if together we're perfect, apart even more. 

Even if our timezones meet at one point yet our love is ensnared in days of yore. 

To My Number One (or Only) Blog Follower

I lurk you too ♥


This is the only entry with more words in the title than in the entry, I guess.

Something Always Brings Me Back To You

This is my iTunes' fault. 

For the first time in eons, the song I co-wrote about us shuffle-played.

I know you like lurking in this blog.

I like doing the same around your heart, in my head.

(I look hideous different in this picture)

Cue your friend's song:

In barged this phenomenal guy:

Of course, we like the same stuff. That's what makes you my all-time ideal. Not that I love myself that much. But fancy how we're so similar yet so different.

Why does your rendition of this song ring with your face in my head:

Oh what I wouldn't give...what I wouldn't give to...

#randomfeels

Losses' Learning

Things happen for a reason but that doesn't mean we should feel indebted to the mistakes and missteps or glorify the severity of undesirability in the past. 

Rather, we should ennoble our wisdom for the choices eventually proven right, instigated by the circumstances' disservice. 

No good heart would choose to be bad in order to attain what's good unless you are selfish or indurate. 

For every win derived from losses, we mustn't thank who we beat for falling short but our competency that stands alone.

I've Got AGoT

Licking before tasting all these Leaks

I'm a sucker for behind-the-scenes reels.

Giving me much life before THE life.

It's that same season of the year again.

Difference of four episodes ahead.

Whoever birthed Torrent must be as rich as those 

who did Google or Facebook.

#Destressor

Why

do you do this to me?
Why spare me this feeling beyond ordinary?
Why spare me some time?
Why spare me much dime?
Why do you make me look forward to each waking day 
with your knocks on this imaginary wall between December and May?
Why am I giving in when I shouldn't be?
And why do we keep in touch when the deal had to flee?
If this is exploratory, out of the acceptable zone, 
then I fear for this comfort (or your discomfort to the bone). 
This side of the wall I'm on is that of wilderness. 
But you make me smile, no less. 

Busy ako. Wag ka nga. 
Ako'y napapatula, ako'y napatulala.