JFK

yes, because she is worth it.

that she would still talk to me

lonely when the person you care for thinks of you as no good.

following your heart is a big risk & can really be painful at times.

missing the chats & talks w/ her

simple, sweet, understanding & considerate

still wondering what went wrong & its still painful.

Personally, I fall even for men who are considered ugly if they are:

 

1. decent

2. funny

3. smart

4. treats me right

5. accepts me and loves me for me

6. may pangarap and direction sa buhay

I am ALL of these if just know me well.

right now, i just dont know how much I can give. It is just so damn painful. All the pleasantries just thrown out of the window for nothing. I really hope she reconsiders talking to me again.

Ms. Las Pinas shutting me out.

Seryoso talaga ako at sana makita at maramdaman mo yon. Hindi ako nakikipaglaro. Sana, we end up more than just friends, Ms. Las Pinas.

Please fall in love with me, Ms. Las Pinas!

Maging gf ko si Ms. Las Pinas!

Seryoso talaga ako at sana makita at maramdaman mo yon. Hindi ako nakikipaglaro. Sana, we end up more than just friends, Ms. Las Pinas.

Experience and common sense. Padre, some things in this world don't need to be said explicitly for you understand it.

Pre, ganito ako nahulog sa 1st thera ko na na-inlove ako. Parang quicksand. When i chose her, pagdating sa vip room, hubad agad, derecho shower, pagka basa namin, torrid kissing talaga as in TORRID (DFK). BOOM! Yun na simula. Masasabi ko the best kisser I have experienced sa far! Wow, night to remember talaga!

Experience and common sense. Padre, some things in this world don't need to be said explicitly for you understand it.

Try talking on things she likes, her interests and not yours.

I met SOMEONE interesting from LAS PINAS!

letting go of someone i love......

The 50's.

 

1. People have Good Manners

2. Good economy

3. Good fashion (suits, dresses)

4. emergence of new technology and design (cars, communications, houses, etc.)

5. Good music (standards and rock & roll)

6. Good culture and the arts

I agree with this. The 50s.

Great Sex.....Anytime

oo naman

olajuwon

nate thurmond muna then olajuwon. sorry.

quezon, manuel l.

To The Man Who Will Never See My Worth

I wont be there for you anymore when you are bored. No more midnight calls and sweet messages. You wont hear my sleepy voice again when you call me at 3 A.M. while I am fast asleep. I wont beg you anymore to listen to what am I saying because it is so boring for you. Some of your stories are dull too but I enjoyed every bit of it. You will never hear me laugh again while you crack your silly jokes. Yes, I wont be there for you anymore.

Just so you know, it is so hard for me to do this. Ive spent many nights overthinking on how to stop thinking about you. Ive shed bucket of tears everytime you made me feel so disliked. Ive wrote lots of poems just to express my pain of being ignored by you. But I want you to know that it ends here. No more overthinking. No more tears every night. And for my future poems, they wont be about you anymore. Im letting my feelings go because it is slowly killing my soul. Im losing my happiness that is used to burn so brightly inside me.

Thank you for making me realize that I deserve better. Thank you for making me question my self-worth, I am working on it. Thank you for letting me enter your life even if it is just the outermost layer while Ive let you touch my core. But the one thing Ive wanted to thank you the most is you triggered the poet in me, so thank you.

For the last time, I want to say sorry. Sorry for being so clingy and needy. Sorry if I assumed that you like talking to me everytime thats why I called you every chance Ive got. Sorry if Ive fell to deep in this pool of emotion when all youve wanted is to chill and just enjoy the heat of the sun. I am so sorry.

Someday, I know someone will enter my life and loves being in it. Someone will enjoy listening to my stories about the books Ive read and the songs I like. Someone will call me just to know how is my day going and will cheer me up if it is not so well. Someone will text me good morning and good night with a smiley. Someone will appreciate my poems and beg me to make more. It is so heartbreaking that you never did but someday, I know someone will see my worth.

To The Man Who Will Never See My Worth

I wont be there for you anymore when you are bored. No more midnight calls and sweet messages. You wont hear my sleepy voice again when you call me at 3 A.M. while I am fast asleep. I wont beg you anymore to listen to what am I saying because it is so boring for you. Some of your stories are dull too but I enjoyed every bit of it. You will never hear me laugh again while you crack your silly jokes. Yes, I wont be there for you anymore.

Just so you know, it is so hard for me to do this. Ive spent many nights overthinking on how to stop thinking about you. Ive shed bucket of tears everytime you made me feel so disliked. Ive wrote lots of poems just to express my pain of being ignored by you. But I want you to know that it ends here. No more overthinking. No more tears every night. And for my future poems, they wont be about you anymore. Im letting my feelings go because it is slowly killing my soul. Im losing my happiness that is used to burn so brightly inside me.

Thank you for making me realize that I deserve better. Thank you for making me question my self-worth, I am working on it. Thank you for letting me enter your life even if it is just the outermost layer while Ive let you touch my core. But the one thing Ive wanted to thank you the most is you triggered the poet in me, so thank you.

For the last time, I want to say sorry. Sorry for being so clingy and needy. Sorry if I assumed that you like talking to me everytime thats why I called you every chance Ive got. Sorry if Ive fell to deep in this pool of emotion when all youve wanted is to chill and just enjoy the heat of the sun. I am so sorry.

Someday, I know someone will enter my life and loves being in it. Someone will enjoy listening to my stories about the books Ive read and the songs I like. Someone will call me just to know how is my day going and will cheer me up if it is not so well. Someone will text me good morning and good night with a smiley. Someone will appreciate my poems and beg me to make more. It is so heartbreaking that you never did but someday, I know someone will see my worth.

this made me teary eyed. its like I wrote it too for a woman that will not see my worth.

Sex