Archive for September, 2012

Posted: September 28, 2012 by chocolatesandmedicines in Uncategorized
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Old Friend

Posted: September 23, 2012 by chocolatesandmedicines in Uncategorized

So.. this post is actually written by a friend. A close-friend, a sister, actually. This is all about her hatred towards the over-thinking-emotional-b*tch.

 

Dear KIDDO, 

So long since I loved you. So long since I cared.. I was always there, waiting for you to talk to me and share, but your actions did very well, they talked to me and showed the real YOU. You were so drunk at the morning of August, an event which made us closer and at the same time, made me hate you, a little. At that moment while you were helping the quiet boy in class, I was shouting at the back of my lobes “Who turned you into this?”…

A burning afternoon in October, you really messed up with me. I was trying to look, but I really can’t figure out why did you do such thing. So I decided to distance myself, to not talk to you everyday, just like what we had at June. It was hard to admit that i missed that.. not until that “naughty” night of November.

Drinks were on the floor and the quiet boy in class that you once flirted told me I was so white. He gave me a guitar, I tried to pluck though my head is spinning, and it was out of tune. I was there, trying to make everyone talk to me, because I missed them. The only person who I can’t talk to is YOU. I can’t bare to look any longer at you, touching the tall guy’s hair, kissing him in the middle of dawn and he, trying to reach your treasures. 

Everything that happened to you was told by everyone AROUND YOU. Stop blaming me, stop blaming everybody. Instead, you should START BLAMING YOURSELF for all of this crap going on is all your fault. You used to be sweetest girl ever, now, you’re the attention-seeker-wh*re. Sorry,  deserve that title. 

Whatever is your past, I don’t care. What I see is you, blaming other people and not dealing with the consequences of the past pictures you captured. I pity you.. SO MUCH.

 

’till next time, unless you SHUT UP,

OLD FRIEND

Ta*ga

Posted: September 8, 2012 by chocolatesandmedicines in Pinoy blogs

Gaano kasarap maging tanga?

 

TANGA. Ayan ‘yung kitang-kita mo na pero ayaw mo pang tingnan. ‘Yung nandyan pero ayaw mong pansinin. ‘Yung nakahain na at kakainin mo na lang pero hindi ka pa tumayo para kumuha ng pinggan.

 

Nagmahal ka ng taong mahal ka rin naman. Pero hindi naman lahat ng relasyon, sweet all the way. ‘Yung iba, pumapait o tumatabang na sa huli. Nagkataon na kasama ka sa mga taong handang ibigay ang lahat, pero sadyang hindi niya na ma-appreciate. Sinurprise mo siya nung birthday niya, ibinili mo siya ng mamahaling gamit, halos talikuran mo mga kaibigan mo, ibinigay mo pati katawan mo.. ibinigay mo LAHAT, pero wala pa ring effect sa kanya.

Dyan nagsisimula ang sakit. ‘Yung pakiramdam mo, pinupunit ng dahan-dahan ang dibdib mo bago matulog sa gabi.

Dyan mo rin iisipin. . . Sino ba ang tanga sa inyo?

 

SIYA ba? Hindi niya kasi nakita kung gano mo siya kamahal. Hindi siya nakuntento sa lahat ng binigay mo. Hindi niya napapansin na siya ang sumisira sa’yo.

O IKAW? Kasi ayaw mo siyang pakawalan? ‘Yung naisip mo na mas magandang nandyan siya kahit ikaw lang ang nag-mamahal.. Na okay lang tawaging tanga, kasi sa kanya ka masaya kahit alam mong, nakikihati ka sa iba.

SAKIT diba? Tapos magrereklamo ka..

 

Eto kasi ‘yan. Ang daming naghihintay para sa’yo. Pamilya mo, unang-una. Susundan ng mga kaibigan mo at nung susunod na magmamahal sa’yo. Hindi naman nauubos ang tao sa mundo ng isang tulugan lang eh. Makakahanap ka at mahahanap ka kahit anong pagtatago ang gawin mo. Simple lang, dahil ‘yun talaga ang kalakaran dito. Remember, hindi mo makikita’yung tama hangga’t hindi mo nalalaman ‘yung mali. Pero ‘yung mali at sakit, ulit-ulit mong mararamdaman ‘yan hangga’t hindi ka natututo..

Okay lang maging tanga minsan pero wag mo namang tambayan. Wag mong kalimutan na you shouldn’t settle lang for what’s available. You should wait and settle for what’s best for you.