Man He Sings About Romance by Laura Marling

These people, are my people, watch how we roll
don’t mess ‘em up, they’re young, life’s only just begun
And for the record we were messed up, on our own
He takes the fakes and puts them in their place
And he swiftly moves along,
And he’s known around
He’s passed his break of social season hearts
Yeah I’ve spoke and yeah we get along

Man I could fall for a man, who can sing about, love and depression among other things,
A man who sings about romance
Woman he hardly kno-o-ows,
What good does it bring, this is the woman he cho-o-ose…

I’m loving Laura Marling right now.

Today, my mask is happy. The plastered-on grin only falters when I stop to think. My smile drops when I glance at windows. Life is going all around me, and I am a apathetic face in the crowd.

This is what I figure. When I put on a happy face, the feeling follows. And it does for a while. I am blanketed with warmth and sunshine as I step into the light. But as the shadows fall, I’m back to the person I was, empty and wanting.

This mask is thin, and imperfect. The eyes are holes and mine peek out of them, staring into far off spaces.

As i see clearer still the mask slips off, revealing the broken, wasted shell that I have become.

The mirror is my foe, as i face the truth. It shatters as I hit it, not caring for that which I see.

Lying down tired with the shards of glass, I pick up the mask and put on a happy face.

Coz the world is more beautiful with you in it.

For believing in people and making things happen.

For living the life you want.

I hope to be you someday.

Much love and happiness this birthday.

Vintage. Old school.

Me.

Nursery school.

Just going back in time for a while.

Can any of us ever forget the backstory and just be?

Taken a year ago at UP Diliman, Fine Arts building.

All the kowloon takeout dinners, bus rides home from Makati, dark chocolate fetishes, unforgettable crazy moments with the gang,  they’re just the beginning of a (hopefully) lifelong friendship.

Happy birthday Pao!

Have a great one.

*Stop sign seen in Makati* (i forgot what street it was on)

It’s been weeks and I’ve been wanting to say this to quite a few people.

YOU DESERVE BETTER.

Really you do. I’m sorry I get angry and I snap at you. That I sometimes get exasperated and don’t reply immediately to your texts of help.

It’s just I hold you to a higher standard. It’s coz you deserve a higher standard. You’re better than you think. You are wonderful. You shouldn’t do this to yourself.

They say the smart ones are idiots about who they fall for. It’s true. In your case. I guess. You’re one of the smartest people I know, and when it comes to love, you’re a total moron.

And I say that with love coz I too am a moron.

But you don’t deserve what you’re getting.

You.deserve.better.

Remember that.