I think I just need to believe that it works.
Love, couplehood, partnerships.
The idea that when two people come together, they stay together.
I have to take that to bed with me every night,
even if I'm going to bed alone.
-McBealism-
Here's to each and everyone of us, who tried and failed, and tried again and failed again, tried again and again and again, and failed the same number of times we've tried. :)
'Wel and Mel (kung kelan na-annul saka pa natapos hayyy)
Jers and Marje (so coupling before I left for Manila in '93 ... :( )
"Aeryn" (doomed from the start arrgghhh)
from San Diego to Hawaii (... dying love ...)
Fayie and Entot (only took one to fall out)
Jen and Benj (the question of struggle)
Chuck and Dok (tsk, tsk, tsk ... tat long drag, tat very very looong drag)
Jates' (a relationship for convenience is never a relationship anyway)
Ca and Vegas (taking different directions ...)
"Yours" (going ...)
"Mine" (gone.)
... my other garden ;)
About Me
- Irma
- I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
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