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They don't know I burn.: October 2012
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Maybe there's a devil, or something like it, inside of me. Sunday, October 28, 2012. Waiting in a car,. Waiting for a ride in the dark. The night city grows. Look and see her eyes, they glow. Waiting for a roar,. Looking at the mutating skyline. The City is my church,. It wraps me in the sparkling twilight. Come on Nik, you've had too much. Fun is good, but this is ridiculous," says the stranger. Alright, let me get a cab then. I'll drop you off.". Waiting in the car,. Waiting for a ride in the dark.
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They don't know I burn.: How To Date Like A Milennial
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Maybe there's a devil, or something like it, inside of me. Sunday, March 29, 2015. How To Date Like A Milennial. Image found on a friend's Twitter page. So I haven't written anything for the last 3 years? I don't know. I haven't really had anything to write about. Life is swell to be really honest. Maybe I'll write about it some other day when I even find time. If you can notice, this is just a quick post of random shit I find peculiar and interesting. This is to be filed under things I find on the inter...
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Closet Roars : January 2014
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Almost but not quite. Tuesday, January 28, 2014. Uh, huh.". I stammered in hesitant agreement. I didn't know I was that obvious as I ogled at this guy who just entered the pastry house J and I love frequenting. I braced myself for an onslaught of violent denunciation or a deafening, your balls-will-shrink silence. You know, typical partner reaction to the other half mooning over someone else. But praise be to the Lord of heavens, I got neither. Instead, J gave me a hearty laugh. I wrote "I was. People ar...
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Closet Roars : Eyecandies
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Almost but not quite. Tuesday, January 28, 2014. Uh, huh.". I stammered in hesitant agreement. I didn't know I was that obvious as I ogled at this guy who just entered the pastry house J and I love frequenting. I braced myself for an onslaught of violent denunciation or a deafening, your balls-will-shrink silence. You know, typical partner reaction to the other half mooning over someone else. But praise be to the Lord of heavens, I got neither. Instead, J gave me a hearty laugh. I wrote "I was. People ar...
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The Secret Life of an MD-to-be: Good in Goodbye
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The Secret Life of an MD-to-be. Sunday, June 10, 2012. The endeavor is vain. You cannot annihilate the eternal relic of the human heart, love. (Hugo). They said you'll never really understand what love is until it is over, until you found that needle in the haystack and lose it seconds after, forever. That one brief moment of God knows what. Ah, bliss. Then I saw you again. And it was as if nothing ever changed. I still love you. June 10, 2012 at 10:45 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Maktub: April 2015
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That everything is written. Sunday, April 5, 2015. Sep Sep Where Are You? I was back reading my blog all the way from the start. I also read the comments in each post. Then I realized something. I miss someone. I'm missing someone. I miss talking to him, joking around him. I'm not good with this, with speeches so let me go ahead straight to point. Can you help me find Geosef? That I miss him and want to talk to him? Thank you in advance. Wednesday, April 1, 2015. When the right time comes. And it really ...
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pirated dreams: anonymity
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Monday, February 16, 2015. All this time I thought that by hiding my identity, it would give me more freedom to write. Although I am already hiding on this pen name, I am still hesitant to loose my reign and just type away whatever is on my mind. Still paranoid that someday somebody I know might stumble on this this crap. Which got me to thinking to have another blog you know. One that has my real identity stamped on it. So there. Maybe with my real name affixed on it I would write more, no? My new blog ...
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pirated dreams: August 2015
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Monday, August 31, 2015. Ang alam ko, tanga lungs ako. the things you do for love. Sabi ng kabarkada ko nun college, martir ako. bayani. kaya daw siguro ngayon ang movie date namin eh kasi national heroes day. pak. sakto para sa 'kin. appreciation day ba ganyan. Natawa naman ako. ay bet ko i-shout out yan. gow lang daw at ila-like nya. kaso how can i do it without being so obvious. wag na nga lang. okay naman kami eh. So far, only four people knows about it. sa side ko that is. So anong bago sa amin?
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pirated dreams: December 2015
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Monday, December 21, 2015. Two weeks more and another year will end. I don't exactly know how to describe the year that was. Had I been happy? Well, my share of anxiety and insecurities are greater it seems. The only consolation is I survived it all. I made no accomplishment whatsoever. It still was and is the same old me. I have been either too afraid or complacent to get out of my comfort zone. I am as always stuck on this mud that I so much hate. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Hindi k...
