February 2012
17 posts
andreudareen:
I love sleeping in other people’s bed. The feeling of their fabric against my skin… so strange, so beautiful. The scent of their room’s atmosphere… so conspicuous, so new. The comfort I get… so impossible, so true.
It’s not the kind of post-sex feeling. It’s more than that. It’s the unparalleled abundance, the uncanny amenity, the unusual succor.
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andreudareen:
I’ve decided that instead of laughing out loud for real anymore, I’m just gonna start saying “lol.” It’s way more concise.
andreudareen:
I think I’d fair pretty well in a street fight. Not because of any physical prowess, I just have a lot of bottled rage.
akosidareen:
Muli na namang magugunaw ang maliit na mundo mo sa pag-alis ng isang ito. O marahil ikaw ngayon sa pagkakataong ito ang mang-iiwan. Kahit masakit, gagawin mo. Kahit ayaw mo, tatayo ka ulit at maglalakad papalayo— kasi kailangan, kasi hindi maaaring magpakailanman kang uupo’t maghihintay, kasi kailangan mo ding magpahinga, kasi kailangan mo ulit masaktan, kasi dapat kang...
