Sex, Everybody likes sex. Everybody wants sex. What value could one possibly get from sex? Love? Intimacy? or pleasure?
I can't really read your mind, you know. But i know some would think sex is not the only thing that can make you happy. What is it with sex anyway that everybody seems it should be a must for every couple? Well, for them maybe it is. But for me, it's not.
I had a partner once. And every time we go to bed, i get irritated when he urges me to have sex with him. Although it's great to have sex, i really don't get to see why someone would go for a lot of trouble just for it to happen. And i was growing tired of it. So, i have learned to understand and let go. He was damn happy about it, too.
What i like for a partner is that he understands the words "yes" and "no", the words "like" and "want", and the words "lust" from "love."
What i want for a partner is that, he's happy lying in bed with me; no sex, no fights, and no whatsoever. Just me and him, talking about love, life, and kisses.
I know what you think, it's boring. But it's my own way of showing you that it's simple living.
...who you are... “Be yourself. Above all, let who you are, what you are, what you believe, shine through every sentence you write, every piece you finish."
May 29, 2010
May 11, 2010
February 19, 2010
IGNORED
they were my treasures..
oh yes they were.
but something flickered..
i know what it was.
oh how horrible it was..
the bond broke.
the THING and the OTHER THING parted..
disconcerted.
they made choices.
all was in favor of the THING..
OTHER THING was put to exile.
the THING was more weighed than the OTHER THING.
how unjustifiable..
the THING was more preferred.
so, they were in favor of the THING.. more in favor.
why?? asked the OTHER THING..
no one answered.. poor OTHER THING.
maybe THING was the phenomena of the whole group..
that's why the group were on THING's side..
it's not my fault, it's not my fault.. cried OTHER THING.
why stand on THING's side when in fact, THING was very much obvious of being irritated to OTHER THING's cries that THING, started to ignore OTHER THING's presence..
yes.. yes.. yes..
i was then ignored by the group.
sad, isn't it?
tsk, tsk, tsk..
*for them, i am a disease..
they sprayed my existence with cleaning fumes..
oh yes they were.
but something flickered..
i know what it was.
oh how horrible it was..
the bond broke.
the THING and the OTHER THING parted..
disconcerted.
they made choices.
all was in favor of the THING..
OTHER THING was put to exile.
the THING was more weighed than the OTHER THING.
how unjustifiable..
the THING was more preferred.
so, they were in favor of the THING.. more in favor.
why?? asked the OTHER THING..
no one answered.. poor OTHER THING.
maybe THING was the phenomena of the whole group..
that's why the group were on THING's side..
it's not my fault, it's not my fault.. cried OTHER THING.
why stand on THING's side when in fact, THING was very much obvious of being irritated to OTHER THING's cries that THING, started to ignore OTHER THING's presence..
yes.. yes.. yes..
i was then ignored by the group.
sad, isn't it?
tsk, tsk, tsk..
*for them, i am a disease..
they sprayed my existence with cleaning fumes..
i'll be back.. back.. back..
February 1, 2010
There's No Place Like Us

he sailed through many squalls,
weakness and fear were his pessimist's trials
he was given the world, so much that he couldn't see
how beautiful his life could be
and as he chased the day at world's end,
he never saw the fate that could make his heart mend
he tried to survive
to out-stand the mockery he revived
still. . he was crashed, defied, humiliated!
weakness and fear were his pessimist's trials
he was given the world, so much that he couldn't see
how beautiful his life could be
and as he chased the day at world's end,
he never saw the fate that could make his heart mend
he tried to survive
to out-stand the mockery he revived
still. . he was crashed, defied, humiliated!
ashamed.
ashamed. .
ashamed. . .
at a lonely coast
someone was struggling across
he was completely lost
dead air made him to frost
carried by false truth kept him going
where can he find truth?
in a place full of goth
I hope he'll fought
to the very end of his trot
disguised as incredible hulk
the man was a fiery bulk
sexy, stunning, manly...
the only butterfly tamed of noble phantasm
he was,
ashamed.
ashamed. .
ashamed. . .
alas!
when two worlds collide
across the shameful sides
doubted by a fearing pride
comes the troubled hearts
weeping, sobbing, crying...
willing to forget shame
longing to get back in the game
let us not pretend
because this is not our end
together we will fight
now that we know we're right
we seek to find justice
but justice is us
we have found our selves
we are what we are,
and nothing again will keep us afar
to repeat the mistakes we have caused so far
for we survived the pass
"there's no place like us."
ashamed. .
ashamed. . .
at a lonely coast
someone was struggling across
he was completely lost
dead air made him to frost
carried by false truth kept him going
where can he find truth?
in a place full of goth
I hope he'll fought
to the very end of his trot
disguised as incredible hulk
the man was a fiery bulk
sexy, stunning, manly...
the only butterfly tamed of noble phantasm
he was,
ashamed.
ashamed. .
ashamed. . .
alas!
when two worlds collide
across the shameful sides
doubted by a fearing pride
comes the troubled hearts
weeping, sobbing, crying...
willing to forget shame
longing to get back in the game
let us not pretend
because this is not our end
together we will fight
now that we know we're right
we seek to find justice
but justice is us
we have found our selves
we are what we are,
and nothing again will keep us afar
to repeat the mistakes we have caused so far
for we survived the pass
"there's no place like us."
July 28, 2009
BAR 183
I was on the roof staring blankly at the vast place of my neighbor, thinking of nothing but happy moments of my life. . .
It was that Saturday night of November 2008 when I was having fun.
I was at the bar with my friends.
We were all taking the good time away from work, an all-boys night out.
The bar was jam-packed with good looking personalities, drinking and dancing.
Even my friends were a little bit busy too having conversations with one another.
Damn! I was having fun just by listening to their funny stories.
I stood up from my seat and roamed around the place hoping to find someone I know.
I was already 4 tables away from were I left when a roaming waiter, carrying a plate with glasses of wine passed by me.
I signaled for him and took one glass of the bloody red wine.
I made a sip and went to a nearby ledge table to sit and smoke.
I was about to light my cigarette when YOU pulled me by the hand and dragged me all the way to the dance floor.
I was shocked.
I haven't the slightest idea of who you were yet so I just let myself go with the flow, YOUR flow.
While dancing, I just couldn't help but think in confusion of who the hell am I dancing with!
YOU kept on staring at me, at my whole face!
YOU smiled and suddenly stopped dancing.
YOU leaned on me, kissed me on my cheeks and uttered a jaw-dropping revelation.
"your fly is open"
It was shocking indeed.
I rushed right away going to the balcony.
I was laughing out loud when I zipped my pants.
Giggling, I reached for another cigar in my pocket and lighted it.
Suddenly, YOU turned up placing a hand on my waist,
I smiled.
YOU threw my cigarette away and seriously looked at me.
YOU cupped my face and gently kissed my lips.
And oh! we were doing the french kiss.
A moment had passed, we stared at each other.
We hugged and said this both,
"glad to have met you"
It was that Saturday night of November 2008 when I was having fun.
I was at the bar with my friends.
We were all taking the good time away from work, an all-boys night out.
The bar was jam-packed with good looking personalities, drinking and dancing.
Even my friends were a little bit busy too having conversations with one another.
Damn! I was having fun just by listening to their funny stories.
I stood up from my seat and roamed around the place hoping to find someone I know.
I was already 4 tables away from were I left when a roaming waiter, carrying a plate with glasses of wine passed by me.
I signaled for him and took one glass of the bloody red wine.
I made a sip and went to a nearby ledge table to sit and smoke.
I was about to light my cigarette when YOU pulled me by the hand and dragged me all the way to the dance floor.
I was shocked.
I haven't the slightest idea of who you were yet so I just let myself go with the flow, YOUR flow.
While dancing, I just couldn't help but think in confusion of who the hell am I dancing with!
YOU kept on staring at me, at my whole face!
YOU smiled and suddenly stopped dancing.
YOU leaned on me, kissed me on my cheeks and uttered a jaw-dropping revelation.
"your fly is open"
It was shocking indeed.
I rushed right away going to the balcony.
I was laughing out loud when I zipped my pants.
Giggling, I reached for another cigar in my pocket and lighted it.
Suddenly, YOU turned up placing a hand on my waist,
I smiled.
YOU threw my cigarette away and seriously looked at me.
YOU cupped my face and gently kissed my lips.
And oh! we were doing the french kiss.
A moment had passed, we stared at each other.
We hugged and said this both,
"glad to have met you"
. . . (deep sigh). . . The thought of coming back is hurtful. Memories are forever but this one is too much to bear. Tears started to fall when I saw two figures making out by the window of my neighbor's house. One of them was small and very muscular but the other, he was tall, well-built, and, and. . .OH MY GOD! I was pain-stricken by whom I saw that I covered my mouth out of shock. It was like some pointed thing pierced my body right through the heart and made me ache so bad that I could not breathe the least. My tears begun to fall heavily. I wanted to yell but I couldn't. I wanted to jump on that roof but I couldn't. I wanted to scream but I still couldn't. Was I not enough?! That you have to find another just for that?!. . .
after a moment of cries and sobs, I fell silent. Blank, empty, I just sat there, still as a rock. I just uttered, "I will never waste my pearls again."
after a moment of cries and sobs, I fell silent. Blank, empty, I just sat there, still as a rock. I just uttered, "I will never waste my pearls again."
July 9, 2009
June 17, 2009
fate
"I CAME... riding the road of my life's beauty. I SAW... the pain and suffered the misfits. I CONQUERED... and defied the odds of everything."
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