Wanderer of Wonders

If you could sing some lullabyes for me during night and day, and then catch me when I need your arms the most; then perhaps I could visit your dreams till like eternity. Just so i can smell your presence, and please say you'd let me to.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Sana lang matutunan ko na talagang mapagod sayo.  Maawa naman sana ako sa sarili ko, this is masochism.  Moving on does mean mean saving myself.

I think nasanay na lang talaga ako na ganito.  Napapasaya kapag nasasaktan.  O baka naman talagang mas kaya ko ang masaktan na umaasa, kaysa masaktan dahil wala ng pag-asa.