Must… Grad…Uate…
So I can start inking my whole body :)
No, sir—I don’t need to show you my works for you to understand that I am, hands - down, on a path to success.
Ask the pro. Ask Ma’am Danday, she knows, we had a deal before the end of last semester. My path is paved.
PAG KINAKAUSAP KITA, WAG NA WAG MO AKONG TATALIKURAN
NAKAKAINIS EH. BINABA NA NGA KITA.
Ikaw po to ..1..
Porke’t nursing, malinis na? E bakit ikaw hindi? Gago ka! Feeler much? Kakainis ampota.
Random post about this fucking headache :(
The headaches are here, again.
And as I lie here struggling face - down on the marble floor, I wonder; wonder amid ear - deafening pains and sadistic desires to jump out the window: “How come my body never gets used to this re - runs?”
I’ve had it with drugs and alcohols and cigarettes and love. I’ve had it with sitcoms and gay jokes and racism and sarcasm. But not headaches, no never headaches.
They’ve been my regular visitors ever since I could remember, ever before I was taught the art of breaking hearts and mending bones. They’ve been my stalkers ever since God knows when, ever before I learned cheap tricks to feed myself while forgetting about my dignity. But to this very moment, oh, my old friends, they still have not lost their touch; they still cripple me.
The headaches are here, again. They come bearing no words nor sounds, yet their descent roars louder than the rain. They have no eyes—formless, even, yet their arrival blocks out even the sun, their appendages drag longer than the summer.
Some things we love to do, we actually hate.
Like being always better than your best friend. Or being that one kid the teachers go to when the all of the other children do not know the answer to their stupid questions.
Like being the breadwinner in the family.
Or just being yourself.
It is like watching the sunset, and then smiling, but deep inside asking, “exactly what’s the point?” Because underneath the camouflage of the great hot sun, we have come to know this: the next time rays hit our faces, things will not have changed much.
No regrets, no hard feelings :)
We tried, and at the end of the day, just the thought of that is more than enough :)
