If only life is a fairytale, I will choose you to be my king and live with you in your fantasy castle with our seven cute little dwarfs.
Eve collapsed into a heap on the ground, clutching the grass as if the green mass was the only thing keeping her from being pulled to the center of the earth. She trembled, feeling as if all the bones that had supported her for the past twenty years had been painfully extracted from her, though concerned onlookers viewed no signs of physical aching. Yet she felt torn away from all these people, their worried voices a distant concern to her own well-being. The deep pain that she was experiencing was of no concern to them.
What would you do?
In fifteen days, summer vacation will be over.
Malakas ang ulan. Ngunit umaaraw. May kinakasal na tikbalang. Tumayo ang mga testigo dahil dinemanda ang nanay ng bida dahil sa pagnanakaw ng bagoong kaya sinampal niya ang kaniyang aso dahil kinain niya ito ng hilaw. Nagkamot na lang ng ulo ang aso dahil hindi pa ito naliligo. Humatsing si Tatang. Si Tatang Namoh pala ang bida dito, binata pero meron siyang tatlong anak. Dahil inanakan siya ng tatlong babaeng hindi niya kilala. At ang tatlong anak niya ay inanakan din, kaya siya tinawag na Tatang Namoh.
Lumalamig na naman ang ihip ng hangin sa disyerto. Taglamig na naman...
I don't have many pictures of you. I will have to change this so that I have something to show at your wedding.
Just goes to show that in the middle of nowhere, you'll find hell. It disguises itself as a bus stopover, and you will never miss it. This is just as predictable as the bus driver from hell. Just as unavoidable, the floors are sticky and the swivelling painted plastic chairs squeak.
She makes life soothing for me. She shuts the blinds since the sun rears its lazy beginning. She then plays some music on the stereo. She plays with my ears softly while she sings Juciest by Alicia Keys.
Unclogging my journal after a long respite is such big relief. It’s finally time to let go of the ridiculous past. Ugly. Monstrous. I want to release it to the wind and let it mix with the air to be purified...
I couldn’t remember how long ago was this...
Loud and crisp!
I pressed SEND then off it went straight to... guess where?
My boss’s YM window!
@#$%... Panic... Panic!
YMs don’t have UNDO button. I wanted to call the Yahoo! Hotline and scream. "Please add UNDO button now!"
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