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Andoi. Mga Ibong Mandaragit (nerd...), duckies, yellow, sleeping, babies, spontaneity, choco flakes, clouds, Sex and the City, chicken, chocomallows, chocopie, the SG, The Apprentice, sleepy music, toddlers, cookies, brisk walking, my family, smiling, UP, Christian Bautista, CSI, The Practice, singing, American Idol, confessions of Georgia Nicholson, ochouno, snogging (hahahaha!), bumming around, being a Filipino (Yes naman!).....

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This layout features the main characters from the film Little Manhattan 'Tis about first love and stuff. Go figure. :D

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Sunday, January 22, 2006

L-O-V-E::
posted by Andoi @ 11:40 PM

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love(?).

In love, Neil Gaiman

I am not in love. Distracted is more like it. HAHA. Help me. I cannot think about you anymore. I am not supposed to think about you anymore. WAAAAAH.

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