February 2010
13 posts
Feb 27th
Feb 26th
Run down
you’re a little bit neurotic colded feet and teeth of green shattered clothes and dirty hands rocking yourself upon the seat hair forming nest oh there’s a cockroach on your chest you didnt seem to mind, all you did was laugh laugh heartily with your collected junks you never asked for mercy from the people with piercing looks disgusted they are and fury because you just...
Feb 26th
1 note
“We don’t like the slideshow at the beginning of the movie. Can’t you turn the...”
– (via clientsfromhell)
Feb 24th
45 notes
“So, your sales rep showed us a commercial we really liked that was shot on green...”
– Clientsfromhell
Feb 23rd
I’m gonna stay on the moon for awhile. My world is getting overrated.
Feb 23rd
Pik-nik
When the pale moon like half heart, Drifts in the pearly masked skies, And hours fly by on broken wings I would live again just to die. So that my soul would rush to you And I may hold you close The clock will tick, Yet another minute to miss.
Feb 20th
Feb 17th
Facebook can actually ruin your life.
Feb 7th
Snore
While in the dusk when bees go to and fro steal this song from my heavy heart go on, no one will know. It will be yours for the taking. But just remember to lock the doors as you go.
Feb 5th
As you can notice,I deleted some of my posts. Some were just so wrong. And just recently, I decided to make this as my online.. umm.. publication? ay ewan. Basta I’ll post some of my poems na lang. Para may sense. Weee..
Feb 4th
MEH
Having to read it in almost every blog was a nuisance. So just to satisfy my sudden curiosity, I did some googling and here’s what I found from www.unwords.com: (n.) A multi-purpose response, primarily used to imply a degree of indifference. Tone of voice and circumstance often implies a meaning. Can be used when you don’t want to answer an awkward or embarrassing question, or if you...
Feb 4th
December chills
The world is gleamed by moonlight and treetops brimmed with dew Birds scattered mirth all over Where reeds are dry and few The harsh wind shivered with cold And we who kissed gently grow Pass this comely year, A love to hold.
Feb 4th