February 2012
61 posts
“This morning, with her, having coffee.”
– Johnny Cash, when asked for his definition of paradise. (via ohbirrd)
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slumber-dog asked: Ceejaeeeeee! Your The Night Is Ours mixtape is osam. I finally have new albums to download illegally over the internet. Haha! :D
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Nervous habits
Prickly heat an hour after nine. You were sprawled on the bed, almost half asleep, your left arm trying to pull me close but had given up trying. I sat on a corner not too far from where your vision of me was distorted. There I was, savoring a time I could ponder on what we have here right now— or what we have left.
I unbent my legs and laid down beside you facing the back of your head....
Anonymous asked: so what's on your playlist for today? :)
“It’s not just other people we need to forgive. We also need to forgive...”
– Mitch Albom (via anditslove)
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“Even when I detach, I care. You can be separate from a thing and still care...”
– David Levithan (The Lover’s Dictionary)
Hello, OrCommunity!
Tonight is the last night of the campaign period for the OrComSoc elections.
The past week has been all sorts of crazy for me and my slatemates as we have just struggled through one of the most tiresome weeks of this semester— shooting the 183 chase sequence, Stat ANOVA Exam, PR Workshop, internship requirements, book review. But amidst all that, I was sure of one thing: I’ve never...
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we-wont-fade-into-darkness:
Let Me Love You -...
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Happy Saturday
Glad to be ending my week on a happy note even though I’m tired as hell. I started this week feeling giddy that I get to have a week off the workload but I was wrong; I’ve been all sorts of busy with regards to school and OrComSoc and InDACan work, so tonight’s rest is really something I look forward to. Next week’s going to be fully loaded x 10 ‘cause of the 183...
“It’s time to go. I want you to be happy, I want that more than I want happiness...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer; Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via gailesrants)
Auto-reblog; forever favorite.
“The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and...”
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via thecurios)
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Salon talk
Manicurist 1: Ilan anak mo?
Manicurist 2: Lima as una.
Manicurist 1: San sila ngayon?
Manicurist 2: Ewan. Basta sila nagma-manage ng paupahan ko as Makati.
Manicurist 1: Eh okay naman pala buhay mo eh!
Manicurist 3: Kaya nga. Ginugulo niya lang.
Manicurist 1: Bakit mo pa ginulo?
Manicurist 2: Nagmahal ako. Yun and pagkakamali ko.
Manicurist 3: Hahaha! Diba't ayun naman ang pagkakamali nating lahat.
Ang drama niyo mga 'teng
