Funny thing is...

Today started so good, but ended so fucked up.
I'm just really fucked up now with a damned crooked smile, I really don't want to talk, but forcing myself seems futile, it's not doing anything. I just wish tomorrows going to be better than tonight, I'm going to play football, and run with my best bro! Uuuugghh, I just don't want this shit anymoree so tired of it.

What is Love?

Love, can be described in so many ways

Words are one of them

Like saying it gets you in such a haze

Or hard to grasp like that of a rose stem.

Love, in it's own way is special

Like everyone in this world; we are unique

Like saying Love is a bare essential

Love sets you high like that induced by a drug

Love gives you meaning to lead on in your life

Love can be found in the most simple things; let's say a hug

Love can not be destroyed that easily; you can try, with a knife.

I love a girl, who gives me reason to live

I love her, more than I would ever be able to love anyone else

I love her, that anything just as long as it is for her; I'd give.

She's Nicole Alexandra Borlongan Reyes.

A Starless Night

The night sky, so vast, so dark

No stars in sight

No moon that is stark

Nothing seems to be right

The phantom breeze sighs

As I look down upon the vast ground

Life flashed right by my eyes

And from thereon I know I was bound

To catch life, to flood my veins with it.

Lifeless, Starless, Loveless

Nothing worse than these three put together

I can't seem to progress

Than mere words can come any further.

Vanity, Racism, Discrimination.

Everybody wants to be a part of the in crowd but sadly not everyone can get a slice of the cake, let alone the damn icing from it. But what some of us don't realize is that it's just like "fool's gold" because really it's no point in being with the madding crowd, So what? if you're popular, it doesn't really make you any different from those spending time in the corners staring at the mainstream groups of people with such disgust ridden on their faces.
I just don't know how we outgrew it, not caring how we look like, we were all like that back then when we were kids, now how we look like is all we care about, vanity causes people like me stress, I have to confess I am conceited but it's been with me and I can't blame anyone but myself. I just want to let go of Vanity and my Image, Sad to say that numerous people have posed as to not caring about their images just to get to me, failed in the process.

I wonder, why do we even care about how we look?, how other people see us as? Just to impress them? A good impression?
BULLSHIT. It doesn't make sense, Trying to impress everyone whilst only in reality trying to impress yourself, it's sad to see people trying to fill these empty gaps in their lives with vanity and nothing but meaningless admirers. If looks is all that matters for them, they're on their own. And looking at it this way, those people who you discriminate, just because they don't look good, they're the ones who really know what life really is, they dress only for themselves not for anyone else, they love themselves as they are, they don't want to change themselves, they don't need to impress someone to be able to breathe air, all that matters to them is that they live their life their own way and let no-one change them, and they won't mind that you discriminate them because they know better than to stoop down to the levels of those who are conceited and knee-deep in pictures of vanity.

I don't want to look good to anyone else anymore, I don't want to do things just to impress others, I want to love myself as I am, I don't want to change, I don't want to fit in, I want to stand out, We all are unique, but most of the time we just don't have the guts to go against the status quo and do what you want, wear what you are, express yourself, we never have the guts, we always ask "how will people look at me after I do this?" we always worry about our image, we all want to stay the same way, sometimes we hate someone just because everyone does or just because someone's happy that you hate that person. Sad to say being discriminated just because I like a certain person that alot of people that I know hate for no particular or valid reason is what I'm kind of facing right now. It's really stupid to hate anything or anyone, what makes them so different? yet you talk about not being racist? BULLSHIT. They aren't so different at all, just because he's black we should treat them better than we treat white people? And yet you yabber about being kind to everyone and anti-racism. It's just so sad. Just because a guys voice is high pitched doesn't mean he's gay, If only people would stop being so discriminative and racist, spread love not hate, stop talking bullshit, and start talking sense, maybe we'd all really live our lives to the fullest without regret.

And if ever there was a fight.

Girl: I text you at midnight- to see if you'll stay awake for me
I text you in class- to see if you'll brake the rules for me
I text you to say 'I love you'- because I want you to say it back ♥



Boy: I stay awake for you; just so you know I'm here whenever you need me
I'd break the rules for you; just so you'd know how much I really do love you
I wouldn't text you back; I'd walk up to you, rain or shine and tell you that I love you too. ♥ 

Let God forsake me.

Let God forsake me
Just as long as you're smiling
I'll leave everything be
I'll keep going and loving.

You mean the world to me
And nothing will change that
Our hearts, I know are meant to be
Meaning I won't have my feelings trampled like a mat

The future, who knows may bring forth
All I know is that I'll be with you
Hand in Hand
Heading to the stars, North.
Where we'll spend the rest of our lives,
A little stardust here and there.

I love you, and that's all I know
I don't want you, I need you
To live and to bear the low
Of what life has to throw
At me.

I'll carry the weight of the world for you,
To keep you smiling, To keep you laughing.
Everything, I will do.
To keep you.

So let God forsake me,
Just as long as you're happy
I'll keep on going and loving you
With this happy and giddy me, inside.

Thursday Morning, Rain is Falling

It's a really really early Thursday morning, I'm stuck with a headache and insomnia.
What to do? what to doooo?
I still haven't finished my manuscript for my book."The Riddler's Heart"
Nothing really left to do but re-write and re-edit the manuscript, after which add another chapter then re-write and re-edit. So far, So good. I guess?. 60'th page and still going.

O Sweet Undying Love.

Gail's story doesn't end in the last post :). Nor will it end here. Let's just see where this takes us.

Gail had found what he's been looking for all eternity,
---- Star,
Star Pennison, came falling through the heavens up above, Gail Riddleheart watched in awe as she raced across the sky and landed not far from where Gail was standing.
Gail ran to where she landed thinking what this might be, or who this might be.
He stopped when he saw a glimmering sliver of light find it's way through the dense forest and then at that moment, he knew where to run.
And for the first time in his life, He saw a star, A fallen angel, A girl, Star Pennison.
She took him high back into the stars, where he was destined to be, with the love of his life, He's finally free from his nightmare, Because of Star Pennison, He finally has a reason to live life.
Star Pennison: Without her, Gail is nothing.


Gail and Star are high up in the heavens, watching over all of the lovers that still haven't met yet. Gail and Star have been up there for a month now, Reminiscing and Celebrating their First Monthsary and Remembering how they said yes. And in the future, They'll both remember the day they say "I do",

I love you Nicole :) >:D<. Happy Monthsary

The Star

             In a place where time was frozen, where the sun would never rise and where darkness overcame all, there lived a boy who's name was Gail, Gail Riddleheart.
Gail wandered the lonely empty streets for all his life wondering why he was brought into this world, as he wandered the lonely world he noticed a glimmering light in the far-off distance, He ran as fast as he could towards the light, but it faded away before he could ever reach it.
             He sat down in a corner tired, sweaty and pumped with adrenaline, his cold hands grasped his face catching the tears that fell from his eyes. Gail was to be forever stuck in a world filled with emptiness, lies and darkness. He gave up chasing these shimmering lights which he thought would be a way out.
             Weeks and months passed by like minutes, Until he saw this light which didn't shimmer nor sparkle but seemed to get brighter and brighter the longer he looked at it, He thought it would go away again, so he sat there and waited for it to go.
             He noticed that the light has not gone away like all the other ones, so he decided to casually walk to the light wondering "what could it be?",  as he got closer, the light got brighter and as he got closer he came to realize that this thing was a Star, A woman who fell from the heavens and be left there for eternity unless it has found something worth her heart.
             He stood there in awe, he had finally found what he was looking for, in a world where everything meant nothing, where the light turned to darkness, he had found something worth his heart, but he paused for a moment and thought "am I even worth her time, let alone her heart?" he decided to take a chance, and that chance had gave him something he longed for, the feeling to be felt loved and accepted.
             He helped her up and back to the stars they went, high in the heavens where the starlight seemed to light up everything.

             In a world where everything meant nothing, was where a boy named Gail lived until he found a girl who took him high up into the stars where she gave him her heart and Gail gave his heart to her, and forever will they be watching over all of us from the heavens up above.





           

Sic itur Ad Astra tergum - They go back to the stars

          It was midnight and he couldn't help but to stare into nothing, his feelings were gone, they disappeared a long time ago, Every night he'd sit in his room and wonder how bright the stars were out his window.
          He looked out and peered into the moonlit ground and got blinded as he looked up at the moon, the moonlight flooded his room and he couldn't make out anything around him. He then shut the blinders and everything became dim again but he felt something different. He felt as if he had caught the "Love bug" and he felt as light as a feather but he just carried on with life telling himself it was nothing.
          He denied the feeling he longed for because he feared that he would have his heart ripped out of his chest once more. then it all flashed back to him in his head. Her voice filled his ears and then the finally remembered the girl who he befriended. He finally came to realize that after a long time of wait, He felt love again but he was crushed to discover that she already had someone else to spend the rest of her life with then everything fell back into reality, He had a reality check to see if he was still thinking straight.
         He did not speak to her for days thinking that she had forgotten him, at that time, he was hoping she had, because the pain in his heart felt like a burning in his pride, But he somehow managed to keep things to himself, Never again did he want to love.
         The days passed be like minutes, He would always ignore her calls thinking he would only be cut down again, but there came a day when she was laying heartbroken on a bed of flowers, He thought that this was his chance to rekindle the flam he used to have for this girl who were laying out cold on the ground, "She's got half a heart" he thought, So he took half of his and stuck it onto hers.
         The following nights were perfect, the stars always spelled out her name and ash she tried to spell out his, He'd only be mesmerized by her beauty for his love for her burnt more brightly than the sun itself.

--- Matthew Gilmore

Memory Lane

               T'was mid-afternoon as he sat on the window pane peering down onto the crowd of people... "couples" he thought to himself, He must've thought he was in love.
                As he was looking down on to the people wandering the world down below his feet he thought "Nothing's normal now". To him, everything seemed too surreal; emptiness overcame him again. He thought of the days he spent with her by the sea shore under the moonlit and star-studded sky for hours on end, He remembered how everytime he'd look at her all his problems would disperse but he wanted to erase his memories of her for his promise of cherishing every moment he spent with her was just nothing more than mere words from now on. He decided he has been spending too much time in solitude and so he took a walk down Thames street where he saw all the old townhouses and reminisced how he used to walk down this street with her, How they used to catch movies down at Broadway. He crashed down when he saw the theatre where he first met her he remembered how her mesmerizing brown hair just took him apart and how her brown eyes just saw right through him. He cried quietly at the curb then someone came up to him, He remembered the foot-step patterns, He looked up and saw her she smiled at him and he too smiled back and then he thought to himself "Maybe things will blow my way again".

Life (in my view)

Life can be lived in many different ways, whether you're in a box and stuck in a day-by-day routine or you're out in the Summer Sun on the beaches where the sky is your limit.

Life is within us all, be it the beating of our hearts or the air we breathe, Life is found wherever it may exist.

Life as we know it can change in the mere blink of an eye or in between the beats of our rhythmic hearts. It may change for the better or for the worse, It all depends on your decisions.

You can choose to spend the rest of your life with that one special group of people whom you share everything with, be it your trials and triumphs or your adventurous escapades.

On the other hand you can choose to spend the rest of your life alone by choice, solitary, high up in the mountain peaks high up above the cloud line looking down on the earth and all in it. Despising each and every little thing that inhabits the rocky planet.

You can always be that one hopeless romantic searching frantically for a lover whom they will love till the very end even after death, Because death will never do two people apart but only separate them physically their love lives on forever in their children and their descendants.

Whether you choose to live a solitary, social or romantic life.

We all hope you have a good one.