“Lub-dub-lub-dub” Say’s My Heart

It’s been on and off this recently that things just happen and you don’t know how to explain it to yourself.

Have you experienced the feeling like you’re so empty, don’t know what to do, and can’t think of anything of why you feel that way. It’s like your heart is suffocated and wanted to break out but you tried to figure out for what reason.

You tried to breathe heavily to console yourself and to maintain self-intact. You forced yourself to do something for diversion. Hence, you wanted to cry it out but there is no single tear to cry.

I don’t know if this is ambivalence or just feeling of being bored.
Maybe I missed someone. Maybe I had an unfinished business that needs to be talked to. Maybe I need to get a life. Maybe I just have to be more open to myself because deep inside I want to get mad. However, I don’t want to be affected by things around me.

Good vibes, please.
If crying can help to ease this feeling.
Then cry.
Eyes, please cry already.
It hurts. It really hurts.
Let those lacrimal gland squeeze some tears.
Let them flow without any hesitation.
Unhindered what is hindering.
Help Ms. Heart breath smoothly.
Let Ms. Heart beat rhythmically.
Lub-dub-lub-dub in a 60-120 beats per minute.

5 rules to live a happier life:

 1) Love yourself.

2) Do good.

3) Always forgive.

4) Harm no one.

5) Be positive.

I’m in PLURK, too!

Hi guys! just an update.

I just recently signed up in this cool social community site called PLURK.com. I saw this link from my very lovable ate JEN a.k.a. burinj, my big sister here in web especially in WordPress Blog. I met cool people, which i became friend with, and they are also ilonggo’s, (ate joy, ate apple, etc…), like me.

HERE IS MY PLURK PAGE

My first impression in plurk was it looks like twitter and acts like twitter. You post your short journal update of what you are doing, and at the same time you could reply to other plurks. However, plurk gets you organize, and follow your specific post, and your friends reply on that said specific post in one page. Yes, it is really organize but I don’t know if i said it right, just bare with me. Addition to that, not only you and one of your friend could converse to each other but also your other friends that received your post could see or join the conversation.

Love Vs Lust

This is a reply post for Ate Jen a.k.a. burinj, especially the picture. I made it especially for her.
A lot of guys are all concern about what is under the girls skirt, and how big is it up the chest. But they always missed what is really inside of it and how big is it. I’m talking about what guys missed is the love, and how much the girls loves them.

It could also be vice versa. Who knows but just be aware.

Is there any chance that love could go on his own way and lust could go on the other direction? Why they are always “partners in crime”? One always comes with the other. hmmp! Like color black and white, sweet and sour, Hansel and Gretel, beauty and the beast, Ernie and Bert, especially me and my sister. We are different person with different personality but when our forces are combined the house atmosphere is like a jungle, noisy, like cats and dogs, and tom and jerry. lol

But me and my sister love the presence of each other because day won’t be complete without sister interaction. bow!

Secretly for you

Je, we knew each other for quite some time now. You knew me better than I knew myself. Ever since we met, you are always there for me. You are the one who made me survived and surpass love, you are the one who always brings out the best of me. You tought me ways of how to be strong and sometimes how to be a “bitch” which constantly ends up me and you fighting.

The two of us know that we both have opposite character. You are Mr. Arrogant that love’s everyone’s attention, and I, a gentle, sweet, caring missy (based in your opinion) that love’s to be loved and taken care of but doesn’t want to have the attention. But last summer, you became the most sweetest person that I ever met and I became the bravest woman that I could be. It was one of the best times of my life – sneaking out the house 6am in the morning to have breakfast with you and you drove three boroughs just to see me in that same time.

Je, frankly speaking I really dearly miss you. It’s been four months already since the last time we saw each other, hugged each other, kissed each other. It’s just sad though that we admit to ourselves and to each other that we both are inlove. Yet, there is no relation between us but just friendship. You stood by my side as a boyfriend whenever I feel like having somebody to smile with, laugh with, and hug with. You always embrace me and kiss my forehead and telling me that you love me. You even told me one night by the board-walk that you will always be there for me and you will take care of me as much as you can. But I can’t bare listening to those word that you said because first of all, I hate to wait for nothing. Second, I hate to get hurt, what if you’ll leave me one day and went to germany to your so called fake “fiance”. Thrid, I’m afraid to get so deeply inlove with you.

Because, since, I first know you of being a pleasure seeker, I always put in mind to maintain my stand and not go beyond my bounderies. And I’m thankful that you always respect my bounderies and respect me as a woman. And respects my feelings as well.

Je, all I can do for now is to let you love me and I, myself to love you without any commitment. The only thing that attach us is the understanding of love between us.

Thank you for everything, especially for hearing my crying times like this morning.
You are the best smart a$$ I ever met.. I love you je, like always.

BestFriends

Best friend if you call me,

Always there for you when you need me

Always lending my shoulders when you are sad

And will always make your day merry.

A friend to whom you share secrets with

And who can keep your secrets.

Tickles you and makes funny jokes,

And share fun stuff together.

The friend that really tells the truth

But sometimes it happens not to be serious,

Yet it is really intended to let you know

Coz I don’t want to let anyone laugh at you.

We’ve known each other for long tender years.

I had seen you cried, be in loved, and happy.

Hope you will always remember what I said;

“I’m a friend who’s willing to help and support you…

No matter what happen I will be always here for you…”

A friend who you can relay on

A close pal who will stay by your side

A friend who will love you always

So, thank you so much for being a friend of mine.

Free-lovism-lure in the morning

Your mind thinks of nothing. Body is relax, no impulse is set. Muscles are bind without any calcium to utilize further motion. Not even an inch of twitch can let move a part of a frame yet only ecstasy jolts from within your inner self.
Hands are on both sides, light as feather which cannot feel. The running lines of vein on the superficial skin directs your eye to leer on where it is heading. From the tip of your fingers, to the palms of your hand; from the wrist, to your arms; from your shoulder to your neck. Inch by inch, the hunger from the smooth tender skin tries to rip off this fragile thing by this lusty gentle eye.
The supple milky face rise from the moment. A touch of your lovely fingers lingers on the tip of the nose eases and gently rises on fluctuation. It slowly brushes the glamorous mask with a tenderness emotion lure with relish and care. Setting forth the emotion and some action in a wholly way draws the trust and respect to one’s self.
You are staring at a moment until your eyes cannot get enough on what is on front of you. Suddenly a voice said, “Hi baby, good-morning”, and smile, looking at you.

Come What May

Love can be great; love can be poor
Love can be joy; love can be lonely
And love can make a person happy
Or make one’s life sad

But what if love strikes a person’s heart?
Can love make a person crazy?
Or can it make a person act insane?
But I think all of it seems to be partners in crime…

But what if it happens to me?
Will I act the same way?”
Or I’ll try to find out what will happen.
But I rather say, come what may…

-Creator: Limegemini-

My Baby DREAM

To my one sweetest baby (dream) Lizette Jenina Natanuan…

Happy Birthday!

happy birthday!

happy birthday!

3rd birthday

:: from Ate Ice ::

I’ll be home in the philippines and i will give you a party eventhought it isn’t your birthday yet. i love you and i really look forward to see you, baby..

before, when i was in the philippines i was asking for a baby sister yet mommy had you when im no longer around. sigh…

all im asking now is for you to be a good girl to mom and to your dad.. and especially when i come to visit you.. hope you’ll not be a brat..

love you kiss kiss from ate.. mwahz**

My Apology

I’m sorry po sa mga readers ko. It looks like my recent post are all about love and depression. As you all notice I’m so lonely. I’m back being single again. “Yes that’s right! I don’t have boyfriend, we cut our bounds from each other and its final”.

“Wala na pong taong aaligid aligid sa akin and mag tatanong kung ano na nang yari sa buhay ko kapag wala sila. isa pa wala na ring taong mag-seselos sa pakikipag usap ko sa mga kaibigan ko with opposite sex.”

Well its not really an intention to break up with him. We just let our destiny plan for what it has for the both of us. It is so hard being in a long distance relationship. I think not coping up with the responsibility is the major thing that makes all things worse. I don’t want him to be feel like I’m choking him. I want him naman to be happy. I’m not a selfish person, why will i let myself put on ease knowing that in everything I’m doing hurts him so bad.I would have been a bad person if that will happen. At times nga, I’am having a conversation with myself. But don’t make me wrong. Hindi pa po ako loka-loka. Ay! My bad, hindi pala ako loka-loka. I’m just making myself clear. Maybe you may think that a have a plans to become retarded. Hindi po ha! straight po yong pag-iisip ko.

Even-though things ends up like this, I’m so happy because I was able to love somebody, unconditionally. Even until now I still love him but kailangan nang mag move on, mag bago ng buhay.

“Pag-dating ng umaga may liwanang na kay ganda”, naks naman. Ayoko na ang korny ko na! hehehe!.

And for my sister who always checking up my entries, I’m sorry for making you depress. I know boring na entries ko. But thanks for informing me, though. You are also my reader and my critic.

Sige po sa uulitin, I’ll post some interesting non-sense entries. Thanks for reading and hope you enjoy my non-sense post .

Heart, My Majesty

It is a heart that rips in two pieces with wound that secrete falling tear on the heart surface. A fragile girl, which trap in a world of dreams and fantasy in which she surrenders herself into her emotions. A world which she call it her own and a vulnerable one. She was caught into the walls of imagination. With high, unreachable walls, she tried to climb up to set herself free. Free for what her heart is asking for.

Seeing herself in the facade of her inner most self makes her feel weaker and weaker. All opportunities are wasted, throne and vanished. Piece by piece she help herself to draw to what is call the reality. The reality is only at the other side of that wall, mirrored with translucent faces of the memories.

The shadow of dream and affection visits her every night. The voice of wonder and unspoken reveals her total unique self. Some might think she is mad but others will say she is in love. This unique girl is drowning from her zeal. She carries it wherever she go and whatever she do. The truth about her will still uncover and it will speak on her behalf that she is madly in love.

“This is how I felt when I drew this image. I was left all alone and my heart is unstable. My hand reacts to what my heart tell me to do.”

A Sudden Loss

It takes a while to know somebody, it takes a second to loss somebody. People are destine for each-other yet unconsciously slipping off from your hand.

He is my life, he is my treasure, he is what i want. The every single smile he puts on my face, and every joy he brought to my life worth a million folds. He gave me love and courage to his fullness. I lend you my shoulders for me to cry on, mine for you to rest on. I surrender all my love to him but a part is missing. But baby all i want to say is that i love you.. i will love you ALWAYS AND FOREVER.