When Jet Walks…
thoughts picked and left in the ground either to flourish or rotArchive for May, 2008
don’t leave; stay
a clear little birthmark on her cheek. a kiss from an angel. how i wish to draw breath from those lips. smiling and taunting. bait. bait girl.
short. shrugging in my dreams a few pages away from mine. smiling an awfully beautiful smile. little chinita eyes that would break my stern glance and deep thought.
stay away from my dreams, i don’t want to like you. be a quiet memory. stay but please, don’t remind me my incapability of not being able to have you.
sshhhh…
tired of being tired
no enrollment. no school. nothing. only a bunch of shit piled ready for us to eat. i’m tired of being cool. i’m tired of being restrained. i’m tired of being calm thinking, hoping, praying that everything is going to be alright.
whatever happened happened and wouldn’t have happened another way, morpheus said. right though he may be, i feel fear and fear undaunted and expected. i stop.
forced to stop. Read the rest of this entry »
from tagum
tagum city is like a little boy. very young yet very lively. promising. I stayed there in my aunt’s house. a house incomplete but a dream house nonetheless. lying in a couch with nobody but the oning as company who only mutters.
i wish i had cable tv. i wish i had a tv for that matter. the case is turning ugly. i couldn’t expect the best. i hoped for it but the worst is yet to come. I wait.
welcome my walk
as if two blogs weren’t enough? i finally decided to make a personal blog regarding my little walks in life. a stride and a step to different alleys and streets. hidden and exposed. all for me to tread.
little writing exercise for a trying student writer. no rules and no boundaries in this blog, no sir. jetcetera is jetcetera.
i’m going to tagum city later. i hope i return to tell you of my trip. n_n
