sOin2you Posted September 6, 2014 Share Posted September 6, 2014 "Love is like a narcotic. At first it brings the euphoria of complete surrender. The next day, you want more. You’re not addicted yet, but you like the sensation, and you think you can still control things. You think about the person you love for two minutes, and forget them for three hours. But then you get used to that person, and you begin to be completely dependent on them. Now you think about him for three hours and forget him for two minutes. If he’s not there, you feel like an addict who can’t get a fix. And just as addicts steal and humiliate themselves to get what they need, you’re willing to do anything for love."Buti na lang I don't do drugs... Quote Link to comment
99PercentCaffeine Posted September 6, 2014 Share Posted September 6, 2014 To My Dearest Bon, You were supposed to be God's gift to music. Your voice was a testament that there is someone/something up there that is greater than all of us, mere mortals. Your voice and your words can reach even the most depraved and ravaged souls of those who can only ever find solace in music. But you died. You had to snort, f#&k, and drink your way to an early grave, didn't you? While Brian is no slouch, he is not you. He can never be even half of what you were for the world and us hapless beings. Your took the gift and tore it from the inside out till there was nothing left but a useless shell. By dying, you created a void that no artist can truly fill. You had better be making rockin' music from up there because we miss you so terribly down here. -Your severely disappointed fan Quote Link to comment
shhhhhh Posted September 11, 2014 Share Posted September 11, 2014 you,"i miss you "yes i do, did not expect that from a stubborn woman like me?i may not say it but i do miss youbut you do you know what i miss the most?i miss the woman i was with youwhere we can put everything into a songand sing it all away, no hesitationsme 1 Quote Link to comment
shhhhhh Posted September 17, 2014 Share Posted September 17, 2014 (edited) I have to tell you this and you need to hear it. I loved you since I met you, but I wouldn't allow myself to truly feel it until today. I was always thinking ahead, making decisions soaked with fear… Today, because of you… what I learned from you; every choice I made was different and my life has completely changed… and I've learned that if you do that, then you're living your life fully… it doesn't matter if you have five minutes or fifty years. Samantha if not for today, if not for you I would never have known love at all… So thank you for being the person who taught me to love… and to be love. Edited September 17, 2014 by shhhhhh Quote Link to comment
K I M K I M 💋 Posted September 18, 2014 Share Posted September 18, 2014 Ayoko ng nagdududa. Wag mo ako pag isipin. Ksi buo tiwala ko sayo. Quote Link to comment
seandevlin Posted September 19, 2014 Share Posted September 19, 2014 Blindsided Thisstory is about a girl, as most stories here in this website are about. Butwhile most stories here would be tales of how a fellow GM conquered yet anotherfair-haired lass, this one is (expectedly) the opposite. We metat a car wash in early August. I brought in my late-model Prado; she had herHyundai sedan up for a quick detailing. Unlike most of you handsome,charismatic GMs, I am not the confident, aggressive type who can strike up aconversation with a pretty stranger so damn easily. So there I was, just eyeingher as she got down from her car, and giving her a nod and a quick smile as shepassed, before continuing my conversation with the car wash boy busy withengine detailing. In thatparticular shop, there is an airconditioned customer’s lounge where clients canwait comfortably while their vehicle is being serviced. She went inside thelounge, while I debated with myself whether I should go in and pretend to watchalong whatever show was on TV at that time. As expected, my timidity prevailed;I just waited outside and chatted up the car wash boy instead. (I just hope hewasn’t thinking that I was hitting on him, hahaha.) After abouthalf an hour, she got out, having been told by another car wash boy that sheforgot to roll one of her car’s windows all the way up. I froze in anticipationof the visual feast that was about to glide past me again, if only briefly.Tall, sexy, chinita. With a great smile to boot. Man, what I would do to seethat smile once more. But I admit I am getting ahead. Lo andbehold, out of nowhere, after checking on her car, she asked me something abouta lubricant brand whose sticker was plastered at the back of my old SUV.Finally, an opportunity. I made some small talk while trying to figure out somedetails about her (owned a salon, had a Sta. Fe aside from the dinky blacksedan that she brought, dealt in wellness products – gave off the vibe that shewas independent and successful), and hopefully get a number in the process.Tried the old ‘eye contact’ thing to gauge whether she was interested or not,and I could see there was some hope. But before I could get the nerve to askfor her digits, my car was done. I had no choice but to back it up, park itoutside and return so I could pay the attendant. I just contented myself withgiving her the doe eyes (hahaha) and an abrupt goodbye on my way out. She didgive me a name though. So off to old reliable FB I went, after a few days, to ‘kindastalk’ her. Lame, lame lame. I know. But that was my only contact with her, andso I tried my luck sending a message, to which she did not respond. Sobasically what happened afterwards for the next couple of weeks was that sheoccupied my waking thoughts to the point that I was ‘kinda stalking’ her evenwith my wife(!) beside me on thebed, EVEN WHILE ON VACATION on a beautiful island garden somewhere South, inthe land where the pungent durian reigns supreme. Getthat GMs – while the missus was lying next to me during a weekend getaway.Talk about being thick-skinned. Hehe. I knewthen that I wouldn’t stop stalking her, so I just decided to go for the k*ll.Last weekend while the missus was conveniently away on a business trip, I sentan sms to the number which she had in her account, taking the risk that thesaid number might only be the number from her salon. Luckily she replied. Imaginemy giddiness, GMs. The girl of my (wet) dreams deigning to reply. And so whatstarted as a simple hello turned out to be a two-hour exchange of textmessages. She was in the bag, I thought… I justwish the next day never happened. While the morning started off nice (a warmgreeting from her to start the day), became even nicer (an early afternoonphone call she initiated), it went all downhill from there. After discoveringmy real status (yeah, such a lousy liar, but I figured she’d know sooner ratherthan later; and besides, it never became a problem with you, my fellowcompromised GMs, right?) there was this change in her tone, in her signals. Notimmediately though. But there was a palpable change all right. Her replies hadbecome much scarcer, more abrupt, a lot less malambing. I told her this, and she denied. But there was a markeddifference, and that was all that mattered. As Iwrite this, I had just gotten off the phone with her a few hours ago. I told myself this morning that itwould be a make-or-break phone call, that I had no patience, nor resolve, norguts to pursue what in my mind was a lost cause anyway. And she had confirmedas much. Said she was not into this thing, that her being malambing was a one size fits all trait and not customized alonefor me. That she feels strongly for the woman in these situations (as should beexpected). If she grazed me with her dinkyblack sedan I would not have been more dumbstruck. I was blindsided. Only that theperpetrator was in my full view all the time, with well-communicated signals aswell. Tsk. Such is life. Cut your lossesand move on to the next big strike. Or to think things over and startliving a dull, boring monogamous life. Because the awful feelings ofembarrassment and “what the hell?’” moments never end. Draw up your own lessons fellowGMs. I haven’t decided yet on mine. Still kinda busy licking the good ‘olwounds to my pride. J Note: I wonder how it would feel,passing by her salon on the way to someplace else in this small promdi town, and actually seeing heragain after The Call. Awkward. Haha. Never been dumped via theether before, so there. J Mods: Thank you for tolerating myrants. To TS, thank you. It's overly long, I know. My apologies. J And so, wherever you are, Ms. Tosh,Ms. Yosh, whatever, you have the distinct honor of being the first to dump meto my sorry face. J Quote Link to comment
shhhhhh Posted September 22, 2014 Share Posted September 22, 2014 "So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day…" Quote Link to comment
tog Posted September 28, 2014 Share Posted September 28, 2014 If only you'd given me a chance maybe just maybe things would have been different... Quote Link to comment
shhhhhh Posted October 21, 2014 Share Posted October 21, 2014 from Vita Sackville-West" I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way. I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal. So this letter is really just a squeal of pain. – " Quote Link to comment
p4r33z Posted October 21, 2014 Share Posted October 21, 2014 Alam mo kahit magkasama na kayo, sana kahit nasaktan mo ako. Ito lbg masasabi ko, mahal na mhal pa rin kita, wala akong paki kung ano man ang nagawa mo nung nakaraan ang importante aa akin ay mapatunayan ko sa iyo na i love you unconditionally. And i still do. I love you so much YFC. i just hope you are still thinking about me. Quote Link to comment
shhhhhh Posted November 13, 2014 Share Posted November 13, 2014 you,made me...smilelaugh crythank youMe Quote Link to comment
daphne loves derby Posted November 14, 2014 Share Posted November 14, 2014 Everyday is a struggle, I don't know if it's easy to handle. The days are getting pale, too serene closed and bane. The desire is gone, smile no more, to stay is a torture, is it really worth for? The time and efforts were wasted, should i continue discontented? Quote Link to comment
Ana Bitchesa Posted November 15, 2014 Share Posted November 15, 2014 HIFEW AN EMAIL FEW YEARS AGO...Good to hear your voice again...nakakalungkot lang kasi naputol ng wala tayong napagka sunduan.... Hindi man lang ako nakapag lambing kahit konti.. lahat naging argument and dis agreement.....kahit paano its good to hear your voice..... and whats hard pa is talagang bumibigat ang mundo kasi gustong gusto kita makita, mahawakan, maamoy, mayakap... it makes me want to change my plans and future and just go back there and be with you..... ang hirap............. but regarding sa usap natin kahapon..... wala talaga akong solution.....you have your way or plan to deal with it.... but you know i dont agree with it.... deadlock... walang solution..... i have no answer i have no suggestions..... i just hope we can work something out na pareho natin mapapag agreehan... anyway diba sabi ko i'll be writing something to you na parang magiging buod at kabuuan ng time natin together... the ups and downsthe hardship and fun..... the pain and joy.... the love and the hate..... gagawin ko yun for us both to read over and over and keep in our mail na parang lovestory book....our private blog...something for us to cherish and remember always......lahat ng ito is all worth keeping in our hearts and thoughts because of all the pain, hardship, sacrifice we both gave to and for each other.... it will never be equalledi'll try to start writng.. it might take some time... i hope i finish it soon... I love you switi ko at hindi na magbabago yun. Quote Link to comment
shhhhhh Posted November 16, 2014 Share Posted November 16, 2014 "I'm in love with you and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you." -Augustus Waters 1 Quote Link to comment
daphne loves derby Posted November 17, 2014 Share Posted November 17, 2014 Everyday is a struggle, I don't know if it's easy to handle. The days are getting pale, too serene closed and bane. The desire is gone, smile no more, to stay is a torture, is it really worth for? The time and efforts were wasted, should i continue discontented? 1 Quote Link to comment
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