[This is our castle. There's nothing but you and me.] "There is nothing more precious than a love foretold, and nothing as equally damning."- Alfar's The Middle Prince  How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd. - Pope's "Eloisa to Abelard" Blessed are the forgetful: for they shall have done with their stupidities too. - Nietsche's "Beyond Good and Evil, Part VII"  I know most people think I'm rude, but I'm not. Seriously. I'm just an antisocial introvert with a huge inferiority complex. I don't usually initiate conversations, not because I choose who I talk to, but rather, because I'm just too shy to approach them. Though I'm not really always up for chummy talks. I prefer long periods of silence, just basking in the presence of whoever is with me, standing on the sidelines watching the world move on its own. Silence is a beauty that not everyone appreciates, but I do. It's lovely. I've always wondered how the world would've been without sound. And yes, while I do have certain bouts of angst (I've always had a rebellious streak) and have this aura of being maangas, I don't usually show the bastard part of me unless provoked. "Will you marry me when you are seventy and have nothing to lose?" - Stéphane Miroux  I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way that this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep. -Pablo Neruda, Sonnet XVII (layout by me. edited for firefox. because IE suxx.) 
Sarado na ang tindahanAs I've told my friends, time and time again... There's only so much shit someone could take. And I guess I've reached that point wherein I don't care anymore. There was just too much betrayal. For all I know, she even slept with him.... more
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 James Morrison - Please Don't Stop The RainI don't know where I crossed the line Was it something that I said Or didn't say this time And I don't know if it's me or you But I can see the skies are changing In all the shades of blue And I don't know which way it's gonna go If it's... more
Justice for Tengteng - The Petition SiteA repost from mikeb. Salamat. :D
Shredding 'Retaso'Who would've thought that my first ever review here on Multiply will be on a lesbian movie, a local one at that? And if I gave your movie a bad review, would that make me much less of a friend? But this isn't really a review, as far as I'm concerned.... more | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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