histamine
Posted by estranged_parts at 04:09 AM on June 3, 2005.
the mere sight of you makes me itch.
sorry, i'm allergic to bullshit.
Posted by estranged_parts at 04:09 AM on June 3, 2005.
the mere sight of you makes me itch.
sorry, i'm allergic to bullshit.
Posted by estranged_parts at 01:35 AM on June 12, 2005.
you can't fill up something that is already full. everything is spilt and goes down the drain.
Posted by estranged_parts at 12:29 AM on June 22, 2005.
padded walls
multiple locks
cold steel doors
straitjackets reinforced
confined freedom
controlled medications
insane yet sane
sane yet insane
clear reflections
on a one way mirror
make us not see
what we want to see
deception behind
the one way mirror
is reality
we long to see
Posted by estranged_parts at 12:23 AM on June 24, 2005.
it's funny how vocabulary can hide age, immaturity, and wit.
start using thesaurus-bred words; imitate words, phrases, and styles of our idolized authors then suddenly make sense, gain respect,and seem intelligent.
"...in lay-man's terms..."
yes people, we complicate our own lives.
Posted by estranged_parts at 02:34 AM on June 29, 2005.
huwag mo ng labanan ang antok
sa'king tabi ikaw ay matulog
kahit di na tayo magising
ang bukas ay 'di na darating
hanggang bukas nalang ang laya mo
ilang oras nalang ako ganito kasaya
sa piling mo
ang ating bukas nakasulat sa pisarang hangin
tayo lang nakakakita ng ating lihim
mga pangalang iniukit sa buhangin
inanod na ng tubig sa dilim
hanggang bukas lang ang laya mo
ilang oras nalang lalakarin na
ang pulang daan
pangakong nandun ako sa harapan
dadaigin ko pa si superman
sa sakit na mararamdaman
sa araw na ako'y iyong iiwan
hanggang bukas nalang ang laya mo
ilang oras nalang iba na
ang iyong pangalan