My heart physically hurts because all I want is for you to love me.

Don't do that and don't do this,
The things we're told from birth to death,
But all this life is **** and ****,
And charges you for every breath,

What we drink and what we eat,
What we write and what we make,
Where we go and who we meet,
What we give and what we take,

What we are and what we do,
Unless we choose the pills or knife,
The only choice left we can make,
Is when we choose to end this life.

Hindi ito isang tunay na kwento, hindi ito galing sa iba, ngunit sa akin lamang, isa itong imahinasyon na naisip ko, isang sitwasyon na inasam ko, isang mundo na magkasama tayo, ngunit kahit anong gawin ko, sa huli ay napaghiwalay tayo, wala akong maisip na pagtatapos na kung saan masaya tayong nagsasama, kung kahit ang simula nating dalawa ay hindi manlamang nag-umpisa.

Ako ay isa sa mga bilyong bilyong binatang umiibig, naghahanap, nag aasam, at nangagarap sa isang maliit na chansang sa akin ay may magmahal. Matagal man itong darating ako'y handang maghintay, basta't sa aking pag antay ika'y darating. Ayoko umasa, ayoko masaktan, ayokong umiyak, humagulgol na parang tanga sa loob ng kwarto ko. pero susugal ako kahit gusto kong sumaya, ngumiti, tumawa, at nais kang makasama. dahil nangako ka sa akin na tayo'y magsasama, maaring hindi ito mangyari dahil hindi tayo tinadhana, pero pipiliin ko ang masaktan bukas basta makakasama kita ngayon, siguro sa mata ninyo tatanga ako, pero kahit sino mang matalino, sa oras na inalay ng pag-ibig ang kamay niya, tayo ay isang mangmang na hindi na natuto sa paulit-ulit na naranasan natin at ng iba.

Kung kaya't makikiusap ako, sa diyos na may kapal, sa mundong umaastang kupal, na sa pag alis mo ika'y huwag nang tumalikod, upang sa buhay natin ang sakit ay ating malimot, kung kaya't nakikiusap ako, sa susunod na may dumating, ako'y iyong ibigin at ika'y aking mamahalin, Huwag mo akong iwan at ika'y aking sasamahan. Kung ito ay magagawa mo pangako ko sa'yo, lahat ito ay gagawin ko.

That's right, I said it
And I don't regret it
It's a crock of crap
Giving humans a bad rap
The fact that it exists
Is why the aliens don't visit

All It does is point out
The flaws that you
Really don't even have
And even if those quirks you did
Possess then you should iron them out
Not waste your time on excess

And here's another thing
That I don't get
Ladies why would you ask other women
For advice about men?
I'm gonna give you the 4 things you truly need to keep him in your life.
That 50 ways to please your man list is crap
Here if is for all you future wives


1. Bring more than just your body to the table
2. Communication is key, so always be honest about problems as you are able
3. Think outside of the box when it comes to ***
4. Be honest with both yourself and him, and that's how you keep a man

From a vessel arise
Both feelings and farts
One from the stomach
And one from the heart

They must follow a path
Both sentiments and ****
One goes to the mouth
And one goes to the pit

They’re sometimes restrained
Both crap and emotion
One for no reason at all
And one for bad time notion

But in neither of cases
Will closing the exit
Will make them not be.
I hope you'll forgive me
For comparing feelings
to scatology.

We lay down together in silence almost every night when all I want is to talk with you.

I find comfort in being sarcastic, for it tricks my brain, and my feelings towards you. Like a black tarp, sarcasm covers my heart, and lets nothing sting. But that is not true. For this tarp is torn, my heart is sore, and I cant lie, to feel less blue.

I miss you
Now you only exist through photographs
     And I wonder if you smile between the frozen moments I see of you
   I plead its true
          Cause I'm bleeding new negatives of myself
    But the only pain I've felt was putting you on a shelf
                 I can't see it any different
    I think of you an infant and now I see you crawling and I wanna call your momma but I wonder if it matters and when to cut ties
     I cut all the veins until most of it died
     I got blood on my hands but most of it dried
  Somehow the blood mixed with filth and a vine grew inside
      And I wonder if I can touch your face if I climb

        *When is all lost?
When its all tossed aside and goes out with the tide?
                   I need a vanilla sky to make a horizon and bring back the water
             Meanwhile I hear mommas having a daughter and I want her to be a doctor automatically
     Cause success is something none of us ever got to see

****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****.
Oh, ****.
I'm ******.
Everything's gone to ****
I can't even think straight.
Why now?
I have mid-terms tomorrow
And I can't even think straight
I am alone, so alone
It's all ****** now
And I am so, so alone