this is not myself

if i were marooned on an island just with you. i never said that...

New found music, New found love

Better Together
Jack Johnson

There’s no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart and our dreams
And they are made out of real things
Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-tone lovin’
Love is the answer, at least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? and where do we go? and how come it's so hard?
It’s not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving
I’ll tell you one thing
It’s always better when we're together

Mmmm it’s always better when we’re together
Yeah, we’ll look at them stars and we’re together
Well, it’s always better when we’re together
Yeah, it’s always better when we’re together

And all of these moments just might find
Their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they’ll be gone when the morning light sings
Or brings new things
For tomorrow night you see that they’ll be gone too
Too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way
Into my day to day scene
I’d be under the impression I was somewhere in between
With only two, just me and you
Not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to beWe’ll sit beneath the mango tree now
Yeah, it’s always better when we’re together

Mmmm we’re somewhere in between together
Well, it’s always better when we’re together
Yeah, it’s always better when we’re together
Mmmm mmmm mmmmmmmmm

I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now and, and when I wake up
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing
We’re Better together

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it rings inside my head,
thumper twice and thrice i sing aloud

i talk and i never listen,
but when you're around...

i think i'll never sleep again
for i'm afraid to lose you

once again i talk
but when you're around...

the 30-day remorse period

hmm lemme check... still 7 days, still got 23 days to go

i'm pretty sure its not gonna take that long for me to realize, i messed up dude...

tonight i'm gonna face you with clusterfuck stupidity. i'm gonna drink to my heart's content.

tonight i'm gonna be drunk, right in front of you. and i'm gonna splurt vomit in front of your face.

and i'm gonna laugh.


not that i want to, but i've got nothing to do.

what am i gonna say to you? (screw you would be one possibility)


nope i'm not that evil. i've been evil long enough to realize there is what we call:

"30-day remorse period"


don't you worry, it's still 7 days.

21 days more to go.


i thought i'd never ever talk to you. damn you talk to me first.

and everytime we meet i feel mushy, it ain't showing ain't it?

as i've told you i'm getting used to this.


headline news:

Mawixs now hates dogs

Mawixs now never passes by their front porch whenever dogs are in front

Mawixs now apologizes for every "bulsyet na-bastos napud ko" he says everytime you're around

Mawixs is now not called Mawixs


"ka busy ba!"

I'm Listening To A Dog Barking

lately, specifically like a month or two til now, my mind has been listening to your sound. your barking makes my heart go warm and mushy. oh i miss mashed potatoes at mocha blends every after shift. like it hasn't been the same. although you bring me problems and worries i don't care at all. like when we see each other, even just for a second. although we don't speak it, we know. it sucks to be in this position.
i think i pretty like the way your mom treats me. cordial. your pop too. and i don't care what they think or not. i guess they pretty know that's it. but they don't care. i think that matters. everytime me and my friends hang around and your mom passes by, people start to tease me. hey, i'm not numb. i say hi. and she replies: "salamat dong". pretty laconic way to say a lot of things to me. and i preciate that.
you and your circle of friends. im pretty sure you don't notice it but i do. i know i'm one of you peeps' favorite topics. funny thing is, you always run away from them everytime sensitive topics come up. like you're afraid to say something. hope you're not. hope you tell it to me first.
although i don't like it, but since that incident by the creek with "agta and polaks" i now understand why you do things like that to me. and believe me, i do the same things to you.
and i feel liek i'm now a confirmed shrink that everybody goes to for help. whatever the consequences are i try to help out. like i got no problems of my own. big time.
funny thing is, when we see each other tonight. don't piss me off, cuz i might not see daylight.

awf awf...