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July 29, 2014

Eventually the pen runs out of ink and there are no more words to be written.

Posted: July 28, 2014
Anonymous
Kimi, I hope Mac realizes how lucky he is to have had someone love him dearly. The way you scribbled all these letters to form painful yet such beautiful words of love for him. I couldn't help get carried away by all the emotions that came along with those scribbled letters. I hope Mac gets to read all these letters you've beautifully put up for him. I wish you all the best, Kimi. I am a fan. Good night. :)

You’ve put a smile on my face tonight. Thank you and good night, you kind sir. :) 

Posted: July 23, 2014
  • Maybe one day I would like to buy a pack of cigarettes and make my fingers smell like tobacco before I consume the beast between my lungs.
  • I have always wondered as to whether I really want children or not. Now I can make love to the ideas for as long as I want to.

  • I have never had a concrete idea on spending an entire lifetime together. That isn’t something that children should be brought up to know. I have an entire lifetime to let life surprise me. Even if it means making lifelong partnerships obsolete.

  • I wonder how other lips may taste and if their breath tastes as solid. With chemistry come small experiments. Burns I am willing to take.

  • Sometimes people are too scared to move on because they have never been with anyone else and they don’t know how. I don’t have to be fifty and divorced to have to force myself to try it.

  • I can spend incredible amounts of time with myself: late at night eating bowls of cereals, in the afternoon to play video games, in the morning taking showers long enough to finish the hot water. I will not feel guilty about those things ever again.

  • I will travel and fall in love.

  • I will come back and fall in love.

  • I will create something so big and so daring that I will stumble and fall back in frightened sense of what-do-I-do-now. I will have myself to pick me up and ask the same thing with more intention.

  • I will be happy.                            

  • I will be happy.

  • I will be happy.

Posted: July 23, 2014
So earlier today, I tried cooking lunch for one of my girlfriends, Michelle since she’s off to the province again and will be back not until another month. Fried pork was the menu since anything that can be fried’s my only forte when it comes to cooking huhuhu but sadly, it turned out to be sunog.
Cooking skills= 0.0000001

So earlier today, I tried cooking lunch for one of my girlfriends, Michelle since she’s off to the province again and will be back not until another month. Fried pork was the menu since anything that can be fried’s my only forte when it comes to cooking huhuhu but sadly, it turned out to be sunog.

Cooking skills= 0.0000001

Posted: July 23, 2014

miihsouza01 askedYour voice is so beautiful. Is like it’s touching my soul. Amazing.

Thank you very much! I am flattered. :)

anonymous asked: I saw you during CAS week, cheering your course. You look so adorable and very energetic! 

HAHAHAHAHA we psych peeps are always energetic. =))

anonymous asked: Do you ever wonder how he’s doing now? Do you still miss him? 

Always. And even after always. 

WizRaban asked: wow. fantastic voice. 

Thanks a lot! 

purpleelm asked:  Your Demons cover. It was so beautiful,I closed my eyes and waited until the very end before commenting.Stunning voice.

Awwwww. :”> this is very flattering. Thank you! 

Posted: July 23, 2014

DEAREST BRIAR

I won’t go into much details anymore. First of, I tried to make this cover as legit as possible with the help of a dear friend but there will always be flats here and there as I have not been into singing for quiet some time.

Second, I know I’ve said this countless of times. We got off the wrong foot. Even though we’ve pretty much settled things out and we got along just fine, I am still very sorry. I will forever be. It’s sad to look back to those days I’ve been happy while you were hurting. I am sorry.

Third, thank you. Because even for a short while I got to be with my happiness. All because you gave way. You turned my love into someone who is beautifully scarred, and I am in awe of such beauty. You led him to me. At some point, I owe you those happy days of my life. I will forever be grateful for that.

Fourth, You are one brave soul. I salute you for that. The way you never walk away from something without putting up a fight, the way you stood up for your friends even if it cost a lot. Such soul I admire the most. I have yet a lot to discover about your brave soul, Bri.

Fifth, I wish you love.

Sixth, I wish you joy in all the things you do.

Happiest birthday to you, darling.

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Posted: July 21, 2014
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A minute late. A minute has passed. But can I still please wish? Can I still beg for the stars to line up and wishbones snap in my favor? Can there be more calm flames atop birthday cakes and eyelashes go astray once more? I know I have already blogged about this. I know I have already said things. But can I still have one more wish? Can I still have one more chance to beg to the heavens for a dream come true, and a happiness I’ve been yearning for.

I need a wish. And I badly need it to come true.

Posted: July 21, 2014
"You have a voice that’s just so beautiful. Don’t stop making beautiful music"
Thank you, kind sir for all this. You have motivated me. 

"You have a voice that’s just so beautiful. Don’t stop making beautiful music"

Thank you, kind sir for all this. You have motivated me. 

Posted: July 21, 2014

July 20, 2014

Thank you for a smile that makes even the sunset tremble. You make me the happiest today. 

Posted: July 21, 2014
Currently With 2 notes

I have this love and hate relationship with Sunday. I usually wake up feeling nostalgic. There’s just something about Sundays that makes me wanna curl up in a ball and sleep. Maybe it’s the stillness and the quietness of the day giving me the lonely feeling. 

But this Sunday’s definitely one of the best-est. And I feel like it deserves to be jotted down. This day’s hang out with this lady over here was unexpected. I just woke up to consecutive calls from her because she was nearby so we decided to have lunch together. We were pretty much starving and my can this lady eat. She has a stomach of a whale…she ate a looot! HAHAHA 

After lunch we stayed in Jelly Citea to read a book or two. Memories. My heart. I cannot go into details as to how wonderful that moment there was. Michelle came over and it felt great to be reunited with my girl friends. We headed to SM for kinect and then Mich decided to call it a night since she was having jet lags. 

Crystal and I didn’t wanna call it a night yet and we were starving again so we headed to our favorite—-Krispy Kreme! It started as a casual conversation, you know just talked about random people and then conversation just got real and we started talking about life, about the idea of life, etc. When you just sit there for hours and talk about random things and realize that you don’t mind doing it at all with that person. That night I know I was with a good person. I know I was having a good conversation.

I am a sucker for lovely conversations. 

Good unexpected things always happen when I’m with you. Thanks, Tatal! ^_^ 

Posted: July 21, 2014
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