Entries for July, 2007
Take me away with you. If only you could, if only.
{ music } your haunting voice.
{ show } your fading image,
{ mood } tired.
Written by pochoy at 07:55 PM post.
Regine Princess Mendez.
Princess Alico.
Marjorie Munsing.
They broke me just as much as I broke them.
When will I change?
{ music } to my heartbeats.
Written by pochoy at 08:06 PM post.
"Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes."
{ music } the sound of silence.
{ book } your notes over again.
{ show } the emptiness of the room.
{ mood } silly.
Written by pochoy at 08:04 PM post.
Nagpapasalamat ako sa mga taong gumawa ng layout nitong layout ko.
Ate Lui, you made this possible kaya salamat ng marami!
Biey, you're one of the people na nag-edit nito.
{ music } Jamie - Dashboard Confessional
{ book } none
{ show } searching...
{ mood } nababato
Written by pochoy at 07:33 PM post.
Counting back the time. Well, it's been almost 3 years now since the last time I used my hands for drawing, used my mouth for telling jokes ( those funny jokes ), used myself for portraying as Christian Monsieur ( the day they discovered my talent, eww! ).
It's quite long, I guess. I missed being that kind of person. Let's just say that "who I am misses who I've been." I used to be an easy-go-lucky individual, a much happier person than what I am right now. Compared before, I've learned a lot of things, lessons in life but I just can't understand why I am too melancholic and loner. Maybe, there could be something wrong with me. I don't know, I'm trying to figure it out. It's just like I am runnning out of direction. I got a lot of paths but I don't know which one to follow.
Now, I can't even draw a simple image, can't tell a single funny joke, can't even portray myself. It feels like it's not me anymore. I'm so bothered by the situations I am facing.
I can't end up again hating myself.
Aren't I?
{ music } Pieces - Sum41
{ mood } silly
Written by pochoy at 08:02 PM post.
If you'd ever invent a time machine and travel back to the past, would you take me there with you?
{ music } footsteps from the roof.
{ show } letters.
{ mood } sick
Written by pochoy at 07:58 PM post. Filed under Thawed Melancholies.
She smiled in a big way, the way a girl like that smiles when the world is hers.
And she held your eyes out in the breeze way down by the shore in the lazy summer.
And she pulled you in and she bit your lip
and she made you hers. She looked deep into you as you laid together, quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer.
But you've already lost, but you've already lost, but you've already lost when you only have barely enough to hang on.
And she combed your hair and she kissed your teeth and she made you better than you've been before. And she told you bad things you wished you could change in the lazy summer.
And she told you laughing down to her core so she would not cry as she lay in your lap and she said, "Nobody here can live forever," quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer.
But you've already lost, but you've already lost, but you've already lost when you only have barely enough to hang on.
And she said, "No one is alone the way you are alone." And you held her looser than you would have if you ever could have known. Some things tie a life together, you slendered threads and things to treasure.
Days like that should last and last and last.
But you've already lost, but you've already lost, but you've already lost when you only have barely enough of her to hang on.
hang on. hang on. hang on.
{ music } Dusk and Summer - Dashboard Confessional
{ mood } sick
Written by pochoy at 08:06 PM as astickied: post. Filed under Thawed Melancholies.
" So cut my wrist and black my eyes. So I can finally sleep tonight or die because you killed me."
Written by pochoy at 09:31 AM post.
One of the few love songs that I'd like to sing over and over again... Weird!
I've been living with a shadow overhead.
I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed.
I've been lonely for so long
trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on.
I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
Just in case I ever need em again someday
I've been setting aside time
To clear a little space in the corners of my mind
Sing with me, anyone?
{ music } Face Down - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
{ book } nothing.
{ show } you.
{ mood } tired
Written by pochoy at 10:54 PM post. Filed under Thawed Melancholies.
And I know that we're gonna be fine
and the tattooed mistakes are gonna fade over time.
As long as we live and time passes by,
we won't get it back when we die.
{ music } When We Die - Bowling for Soup
{ book } a memoir
{ show } nothing
{ mood } tired
Written by pochoy at 08:03 PM post. Filed under Frozen Resilient Hopes.