menudo with a twist :) ... this got cheese ... sobrang busog ni Sophie :)
I was a good student (magastos lang tsaka maarte hihi), he was a better teacher (... and i do miss him so, sometimes i wish he knew, buti na lang hinde, it doesn't matter anyway, it doesn't make any difference anyway). 'Remains a dream to cook for him some day :) 'Niweyz, Thanks for getting me into cooking. ... It's definitely better than prozac :) ... and loveless sex, damn!
I like to remember things my own way. how i remembered them, not necessarily the way they happened. I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. My DeLicioUs ambiguity.
... 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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