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The truth about love

Posted in Emo by akosibananaman on August 5, 2012

Ikaw, ako, tayong lahat. May kanya kanya tayong mga kahulugan ng pag-ibig. Maaaring ito’y para sa iyong mga magulang na hindi nauubusan ng pang-unawa sa’yo, pwede rin namang para sa aso mo na sa tuwing makikita ka’y ang buntot niya’y nagmimistulang wiper ng kotse sa kalagitnaan ng malakas na bagyo.

Noon, akala ko ang pag-ibig ay isang napakasarap na pakiramdam na babalik-balikan mo. Nakakaadik. Nakahuhumaling. Ayaw mong tigilan. Parang canister ng Pringles na bagong bukas. Ganon. Marahil ay inaasam-asam mo ito ngayon o baka naman ay natagpuan mo na. Ngunit hindi lamang pala ito ang hatid ng pag-ibig sa’yo kaibigan. Tulad ng maraming bagay, ang pag-ibig ay mayroon din yin sa kanyang yang. May ka-akibat rin pala itong pasakit. Pasakit na maaaring magdulot sa’yo ng pinakamalungkot na kalungkutan. It’s a fuckin’ double-edged sword so be fuckin’ careful what you fuckin’ wish for. Pero syempre, joke lang. Kung inaakala mong tungkol sa paglalaslas, sa pagiging baliw sa pag-ibig, sa pagluluto ng pansit, o sa tamang paraan ng pag-amoy ng kilikili itong blog post na ito. Hindi. Wrong. Engkkk.

Joke lang ulit. Tungkol ito sa pag-ibig, well, in a good way.

Ang pagmamahal ng totoo ay kahit na nasasaktan na tayo at pinagdudulutan ng pinakamalungkot na kalungkutan, nakikita pa rin sa mga malalaki nating mga mata ang pag-asa. Pag-asa na muling babalik ang pinakamatatamis na salita na ingunguyngoy ng ating iniibig. Na muling babalik ang pagkasabik natin sa bagong canister ng Pringles. Na muli tayong mag-HHWWPSSPSL.

True love means sticking with each other. Huwag kayong umasa na mangyayari sa inyo yung mga napapanood niyo kila John Lloyd at Bea. Kila Gerard at Kim. Maaaring totoo ito, pero napapanood lang natin ang gusto nating makita. Hindi natin nakikita yung back-end, yung totoong nagtatrabaho to make the relationship work. At ito yung dalawang tao, na kahit sawang-sawa na sa sisig at grilled porkchop sa Faustina ay masaya pa ring kumakain ng magkahawak-kamay. That my friends, is true love.

Diba Myla La Torre? 🙂

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Three things you should know

Posted in Emo by akosibananaman on August 5, 2012

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Hi Babe. First of all, I want to thank you – for everything that you have done for me, for caring, for waking me up every day, for cooking sobrang sarap dishes, and for always being there. Thank you.

I have to admit that these past few days have been terrible for us. I even thought we weren’t going to make it. Good thing you were there to save the day. You remained strong for both of us. And I admire you for that. I love you.

First things first, there are three things that I have to tell you:

I check out women on a daily basis. Sometimes, I even tell you that I’m checking them out. I don’t check them out because I want to be with them. We appreciate beauty. I’m a man. This is what men do. When we see someone attractive, we notice. It does not affect what we think of our relationship. I won’t have doubts with us just by looking at a nice pair of boobies for 2 seconds. Don’t get me wrong, I look at you all the time. And I appreciate your beauty each and every time. And this is why I tell you every time I check women out. To rid you of your insecurities, to subtly tell you that “Hey, I might be looking at those flawless legs but yours will always be better”. That even though I know your flaws, I don’t see you differently. I’ll always see you as perfect. You’re still the one I’ll be in love with.

I make fun of you a lot. This is to neutralize your perfection. I can’t think of you highly and be with you at the same time. I’d feel inferior. That’s how I am. I’m a clown and a jerk at the same time. Because with you, I feel comfortable. I can tell you everything about everything. I apologize if this has gotten way out of hand a lot of times. I promise to be better.

I really want to make our relationship work. This is that one relationship I will work my ass off in keeping. I’d go out of my way for this. I’d bet my ass on the line for us. I’d quit smoking. I’d peel bananas as a career. Whatever it takes. This is also the reason why we had this huge fight this weekend. I just want to be with you, and you alone. I love you Myla La Torre. You very pretty lady, you. Let’s stop being high school kids and start over. I love you from the bottom of the bottle of my San Mig Pale Pilsen. 🙂