bizzare love no-angle :|

love is the most sweetest and yet the most painful experience.

they say it's wonderful.

some yells it's all f*cked up.

they twinkle it in their eyes that it's heaven

some even shout that it's hell

well i do not know

i'm naive

i do not f*cking know

i don't really care

i flirt

you flirt

they flirt

we all flirt

in a way that we do not see directly

we say we're innocent but how far?

you've exploit the word LOVE

you've damaged its reputation

now it's coming to get you

not to eat you alive nor skewer you to death

but to let you know the word LOVE is not simply

a game played by fools.

simply 18!

cool!
now im 18
well, its not so sensational as to the birth of the new king of England nor the election of new Pope
whew
loved it
all those kisses(chocolates)
all those cards with letters like 2H 3A 2P 2Y 1B 1I 1T 1D 1M 1G 1N 1E
loved it
H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y M A G N E!
with all the "I'm the no. nth, Happy birthday" with matching kisses

thanks
:)
you made me feel special
thanks:)
i really did loved it
i didn't plan on having somethings like this
never thought you would organize something like this
thank you
i just can't thank you enough
thank you
thank you
for all who have put efforts in giving me the letters
for all who have put efforts in creating such letters

i know its not as lavish as what we see in the movies
but its more touching than you can ever think of

thank you
thank you

and to my best friend:)
thank you
i may not know whos texting me
but i know its ur prerogative that they text me messages that i don't know why they'd texted me
:)
it's like the whole 2nd yr bsn sent their greetings today:)
loved it:)

thank you everyone!
you've made me feel very special
:)
you've made my first day as 18y/o very memorable
:)
thank you
can't drop the smile
thank you:)
thank you

i won't fail to mention the one who have inpired me the most and for whom ive wept the hardest:
my papa, i won't fail to mention the one who nurtured me with love and pampered me with care since time immemorial: my mama, i won't even fail to mention the person who is always concerned as to what might happen to me if i wet my hands too long: my kuya archie, the one who always argue with me and i argue with and if it weren't for her i would be worst dresser ever!:my ate nining, the one who is always there for me to support with whatevere i do, my guardian when it comes to heart matters, my kuya jep2..thank you:) i just love you guys:)

thanks:)
thanks:)
for everybody
mga tita ko, mga tita ko, mga pinsan ko, mga pamangkin ko
lahat lahat na:)
slamat:)

thanks:):-*

babye!

the clock is ticking fast

oh my!

the sands of time is moving carelessly

oh my!

soon

ill be old

soon

ill be a year older

soon

ill be adding 1 to my age

whew

just so invigorating

i feel excited

i feel tensed

i feel happy

thank you

for anybody who'll be reading this

thank you

for those who don't

thank you

for those people who kept on teasing me to party

thank you

for those who don't

thank you

for those who tries to bring me down

if it weren't for then i wouldn't be stronger

thank you

for those who keep smiling for me

thank you

for those who argue with me

thank you

for those who stop me

if it weren't for i wouldn't have to go on

thank you

thank you

thank you

for the people who love me for what i am and loves me still for who i am not

thank you

for those who brought warmth when i feel so cold

thank you

for those who care for me in spite of my bitchiness

thank you

for those who were beside when im likely to fall down

thank you

for those who supported me despite the circumstances

thank you

for those who laugh with me even if they're in no mood

thank you

for those who sing with me, cry with me, laugh with me, run with me, eat with me,

and everything you do with me

thank you guys

i just can't thank you enough

this will be my last chance of thanking you as a 17 y/o..haha

sorry for those whom i hurt intentionally, unintentionally, unfairly, fairly, cruelly, bitchily, cunningly and whatever adjective i could add up

thank you thank you

sorry sorry

at least you've arrived at this portion of my blog post:)

thanks for the patience

patience is all there is

but there's also a point if you just do what you feel and run or maybe just go at the end to read the gist:)) but anyway no matter what you do at least you've read a part of this

thanks

lets continue to be friends

lets build our relationship stronger than ever

thanks

i love my papa and mama and kuya archie and kuya jep2 and ate nining

my friends

my best friends

my special friends

my coolest friends

all my friends

thank you:)

can't thank you enough

don't know how my 17th yr will be if it weren't for you

pls continue to be there for me

thanks

love lots

~magne

kiss x hugs

trapped

im trapped
in a vortex that i created
the me of the past
the me who dreamed
the me who wished
now its getting on to me all
im confused
im so damn confused
i can't get out
but i have to somehow
its hard
i know
but i don't care
i have more important people to love
so i have to
i just have to stop this force
i know i need to do it fast
its creepy
somehow im being hurled
i can't stop the flow
im joining it
coz i don't know how to reverse
its some kind of spell
its taking me to its depths
stop
but its not likely to do so
what do i do?
i promised not to go with it
and yet all i am doing is that
i can do this
i can stop it
its too soon to conclude
i just know


i just have to wait
even if the waiting is long
i know i can
i just have to stick to what is decided
period

lovexsong

when i was young

i have thought that music is all about the beat

the rhythms

the melody

that, it is all there is in a song

that listening to it was just alright

without taking into consideration whether its sensible or not

i believed in that, 'till maturity took over my senses

that it is not just the beat,

not just the rhythms,

nor the melody that there is

i listened carefully

as careful as i can that no other sound can penetrate my ears but the song

its purpose

now i see

the meaning now i hear

its like everything falls into place

now i know

maybe the beat

the rhythms

the melody

are used as decoys

a ploy

to cover the real meaning of the song

that the song truly belongs to those people who really understand

who really look into whats inside

rather than the outside

that it is created not only to entertain

but to share

to teach

to expose

and love....

love....

i thought

that love

is the same

always taking into consideration every little detail that there is

without knowing

what really is important

that looking mainly on peoples faces are fine

that falling in love is like the ones we see in the movie

that love for many girls should like be marrying your own Mr. Darcy

and Paris Hilton for the boys

but it isn't really that, right?

there is more to it that we could really see

that there are still depths in us

that people try not to see

the depth that we ourselves avoid

i am a victim of my own eye

just like being a victim of my ears

it can cause you damage if you don't stop

you can be deceived

and you can deceive

sweet escape

i changed my long gown

take my jewelries off

wash my face smudged with a lot of dirt

pull my down

wear my oversized t-shirt

slip my shorts and ready to take the toll

people looked at me differently

people see me perfectly

people expects too much from me

but im glad they do

im glad that they are showing me

but sometimes i wished that they didn't

sometimes i wished that i hadn't had seen it

i end up doing things that they tell me explicitly

i end up doing good in every thing that they expect me to do

i end up beating up the coward in me

and sometimes i just wanted to run

run and run and run

i can't breathe

i can't take it all in

i just can't

tonight i'll be sleeping in my crowded room

and tomorrow i'll be wearing those flashy things

this flashy smile

i just hope i won't run too much

i might not be able to come back

pitch black

it's 12 o'clock in the morning

lights still on

hand scratching my head

its starting to hurt

my nails

so sharp

my head

although it hurts

even if it pains me

i just need to continue

i might slice my head

it might bleed

i know

but

i don't want to stop

not yet

i need to satisfy

the urge

the want

the need

but if somebody stop me

pull my hand

and start helping me ease the pain

then i might stop

stop

stop it

start all over again

patch things up

heal the slice

and maybe i might cut my nail short again

but if not

i might still be scratching it

till the day that it comes