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Thursday, September 22, 2005

full frontal or stab the back?

she who must not be named?
puhlease
like you don't say it often
in your head
in your eyes
in your actions
actions speak
louder than words
she has been named
who's to say she "must not"?
shallow
(to the nth degree)
self-righteous
fc
right back at u
look who's talking
hypocrite
armageddon.

hugs&kisses,
hypocrite u
what's in a name?
all that u are?
pathetic.
*to think na pinakilala mo pa ex mo.
effuhcee!

sandinuh :)
6:39 AM

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

today and you



In
the darkness
i feel alive
i see my happiness
my happiness alone
sight restrained from veracity
my soul wide open
my eyes wide shut
my being in blissful turpitude
In
the light
i feel nothing but pain
there is solitude in gathering
there is agony in faintness
i am a wanderer forlorn
six strained instead of two
nothing gained
all is lost
I chose to live in the light
today
I might pack my bags tomorrow
You don't understand
You can't and you won't
For it was not you who filled this void
My words are just words
genuine cotton
words shall remain words
for the heart hearts he
not thee
ovvio ressa
per ill tuo fratello
io fessato con
con ill tuo fratello
mi abitare oscurito
ritorante estasi
HELP ME
Blind me beholder
Name me Felicity
hugs&kisses,
Feece

sandinuh :)
1:08 AM

Monday, September 19, 2005

guide me


love used to describe a very strong, positive feeling towards somebody or something. It is used especially to talk about strong romantic or sexual feelings between people; liking used to talk about positive feelings towards somebody or something. These feelings are not as strong as those suggested by love; affection used to describe warm friendly caring feelings between people. It can also be used to talk about a liking for something such as a place; fondness used in a similar way to affection to talk about feelings between people. It can also be used to describe a strong liking or preference for something; passion used to describe an exceptionally intense love for somebody, usually of a strong sexual nature. It can also be used to refer to a strong liking or enthusiasm for something, sometimes of an excessive nature; infatuation used to describe an intense but short-lived and often unrealistic love for somebody, usually of a romantic or sexual nature; crush used to describe somebody’s strong feeling of attraction towards a person with whom he or she is not having a relationship. It is used especially to talk about teenagers and young people.


sandinuh :)
11:19 PM

Saturday, September 10, 2005

"After you admitted defeat"



i made you smile.
you made me sad.
i did not frown.
i simply felt this inexplicable heaviness in my heart.
and for days passed, this jarring emotion stays.
is this love? i doubt it. no. i don't. i say a solid NO. + ewwwww.
is this infatuation? maybe.
maybe. how i hate "maybe".
i abhor this sad state of ambiguity.
is this "the game"? that. i fear the most.
i played you. and now. you're playing me.
it must be that. yes. it must be that.
i am coy. too coy. in the negative sense.
and you. a philanderer. i knew. i knew. but didn't want to see.
what right did i have to reject thee?
you and i, we're of the same kind.
again with this guild of impeccability.
simple gestures. emotions stirred.
my fault. my fault. take part will you?
ease the pain.
with a smile.
i made you smile.
you made me sad.
thanks sandy : )
hugs&kisses,
cheer up baby

sandinuh :)
5:17 PM