Damn it, Chester! If you only listened to your own lyrics….
It would have been different.
We already lost two icons this year. What a waste!!
THE MESSENGER by Linkin Park
When you feel you're alone Cut off from this cruel world Your instincts telling you to run
Listen to your heart Those angel voices They'll sing to you They'll be your guide
Back home
When life leaves us blind, Love keeps us kind! It keeps us kind…
When you suffered enough And your spirit is breaking You're growing desperate from the fight Remember, you’re loved And you always will be This melody will bring you right
Back home
When life leaves us blind, Love, keeps us kind! When life leaves us blind, Love keeps us kind!
She is bad for me as I am
bad for her. – A realization and
acceptance that’s not only profound, it’s Divine! When can this be said
about me?
Is it “Better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all”?
What if a curiosity to
push through ended up like this? –
“But
your temper's just as bad as mine is,…”
“Maybe
that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano…”
(IMPIYERNONG LOVELIFE ‘TO,
OH! HAHAHA!!! XD)
‘LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE’
(feat. Rihanna) by Eminem
Just gonna stand there and
watch me burn
But that's alright because
I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and
hear me cry
But that's alright because
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie...
I can't tell you what it
really is
I can only tell you what
it feels like
And right now there's a
steel knife in my windpipe
I can't breathe but I'll
still fight while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels
right it's like I'm in flight
High of 'a love, drunk
from my hate
It's like I'm huffing
paint and I love it,
The more I suffer, I
suffocate
Right before I'm about to
drown, she resuscitates me
She fuckin' hates me and I
love it!
"Wait! Where you
goin'?" "-I'm leaving you!"
"No you ain't! Come
back..."
We're running right back,
here we go again
It's so insane 'cause when
it's goin' good, it's goin' great!
I'm Superman with the wind
in his back, she's Lois Lane
But when it's bad it's
awful, I feel so ashamed
I snap: "Who's that
dude?" "-I don't even know his name!"
I laid hands on her, I'll
never stoop so low again
I guess I don't know my
own strength
Just gonna stand there and
watch me burn
But that's alright because
I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and
hear me cry
But that's alright because
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie...
I love the way you lie.
You ever loved somebody so
much?
You barely breathe when
you're with 'em
You meet, and neither one
of you even know what hit 'em
Got that warm fuzzy
feeling
Yeah them chills, used to
get 'em
Now you're getting fuckin'
sick of lookin' at 'em
You swore you've never hit
'em, never do nothin' to hurt 'em
Now you're in each other's
face
Spewing venom in your
words when you spit 'em
You push, pull each
other's hair, scratch, claw, bit 'em
Throw 'em down, pin 'em
So lost in the moments
when you're in 'em
It's the rage that took
over, it controls you both
So they say, "It's
best to go your separate ways"
Guess that they don't know
ya
Cause today, that was
yesterday
Yesterday is over, it's a
different day
Sound like broken records
playin' over
But you promised her next
time you'll show restraint
You don't get another
chance
Life is no Nintendo game,
but you lied again
Now you get to watch her
leave out the window
Guess that's why they call
it window "pane"
Just gonna stand there and
watch me burn
But that's alright because
I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and
hear me cry
But that's alright because
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie...
I love the way you lie.
Now I know we said things,
did things that we didn't mean
And we fall back into the
same patterns, same routine.
But your temper's just as
bad as mine is,
You're the same as me!
When it comes to love
you're just as blinded
"Baby please come
back, it wasn't you, Baby it was me!
Maybe our relationship
isn't as crazy as it seems.
Maybe that's what happens
when a tornado meets a volcano
All I know is I love you
too much to walk away, though
Come inside... pick up
your bags off the sidewalk
Don't you hear sincerity
in my voice when I talk?
Told you this is my fault.
Look me in the eyeball!
Next time I'm pissed, I'll
aim my fist at the dry wall!
Next time..."
"-There will be no next time!"
I apologize, even though I
know it's lies
I'm tired of the games, I
just want her back
I know I'm a liar, if she
ever tries to fuckin' leave again
I'm-a tie her to the bed
and set this house on fire (just gonna...)
Just gonna stand there and
watch me burn
But that's alright because
I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and
hear me cry
But that's alright because
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie...
FOR ME, it is still “better to have loved and lost…”, even
though you never ‘had’ her in the first place. Ultimately, however ‘incomplete’
(because love is only fully consummated when it is shared), love is still a
beautiful thing! We just have to avoid it ending in catastrophe, moreover, not
let it end at all!
The only fire worth
burning is passion. But it, too, fades away. L
Why waste your time on
someone who’s prepared to ignore you and/or offend you in some manner, if you
pursue? Why torture yourself?
Why write stuff about them
when they don’t care and will not be affected anyway? Why make an effort?
Why tell your close peers
when you know they will onlysidewith the other, in the end? Why bother?
These are the last (?) strands of ironic questions I need
to blurt out to preserve my sanity. Sometimes it’s only a blank space worth
expressing your thoughts to. The loneliness is now slowly killing me. It’s so
stupid! I know— that displays a severe lack of Faith on my part. But we’re not
all created with equal amounts of it. That’s why I’ve always felt contempt for self-serving,
close-minded, (fake) moralists.
Because oftentimes they are the actual hypocrites!
That instead of extending their empathy and understanding to those who feel
really helpless, they scorn them with their one-sided “holier-than-thou” remarks.
The concept of HOPE is an
ever-returning Yellow-bright sun in our dark lives.
The Yearning for RELEASE is
as stubborn as the desire for freedom.
And ultimately, it’s just you and you ALONE who will have to face your own battles.
I’ve committed many, many
mistakes in my life. And sadly, I’ve always succumbed to what’s not right. I
say this with regret, but if death
be what prevents me from being further worse on this earth, before I fully becomethe
passive-aggressive monstrosity I so badly despise, then please come here now.
We, as individuals, tend
to grasp our human importance with our personal uniqueness. If one would find
out he was just like everybody else, could that make him feel less significant?
Average and normal depends
on general acceptance, especially socially and physiologically.
In Church, we are taught
to be humble and NOT highly regard ourselves as very important people. I think we must only boost our
self-esteem to have a personal sense
of worth. It’s about doing one’s part, not
raising one’s own pedestal.
Me? To sum my character
up, I just might be the simplest person you will ever meet; and yet, I am far
from normal. So, does that make me average? In sheer physical weight alone, few
are in the same league as I am. HAHAHAHA!!!!
While watching the mid-season finale of Fear The Walking Dead, I heard this weird-sounding tune from the
series soundtrack towards the end. At first, it scared the hell out of me.
After a few moments, I thought it sounded familiar. I recognized it. It was a
remake of an old song, a Ben E. King masterpiece.
This industrial rock/electronica version by Ki:Theory is very appropriate for
the show. This version is awesome! Wicked!! Horrifying with a tone of sinister
despair, yet positive and beautiful all at the same time. The sound itself is a
world apart from the original, but the lyrics have been virtually retained. Talk
about faith in another! Or a conversation with God.
I love the radio scene on the Abigail yacht: Victor’s talk with Cosmonaut
Vashenko is a tragic and hopeless kind. Madison
has become a vindictive fighter who believes that “sides don’t matter” (at least for the time being);that survival of many, especially that of her loved ones, is most
important at the moment. She has taken a leadership role, but snapped when her
son got poisoned along with the others. We all lose ourselves at some point; and we have to live with
the consequences of what we’ve done, even in the distant past. I think she actually
is the main protagonist of the show; everyone else is just support. Travis truly did love very strong, fierce
women.
Make no mistake about it, STRONG is
different from RUDE. Because there are those people who think they’re the
former, when they really are just the latter. Some too loud, too proud: but
are actually weak people. These are cases where there are underlying
insecurities beneath. It’s a false front. Don’t be intimidated. – Huh? Where
did all that come from?! HAHAHAHA!!!!
Anyway, the last two episodes were good.
‘STAND BY ME’ (Ki:Theory version) originally performed by Ben E. King
When the night
Has come
And the land is dark And the moon
Is the only
Light we see No, I won't
Be afraid,
Oh… I won't be afraid Just as long
As you stand,
Stand by me
If the sky
That we look upon
Should tumble and fall Or the mountains
Should crumble to the sea I won't cry,
I won't cry,
No… I won't shed a tear Just as long
As you stand,
Stand by me
And darling, darling, darling (stand by me) Darling, darling, darling (stand by me)
And darling, darling (stand by me) Darling, darling, darling (stand by me)
(All intermittently in real
time,) I happened to be in our head office. I felt some pain in my chest; I do
get tired very easily now, especially during strenuous activities. We are not getting any younger. We are
running out of time. Our company physician reviewed my records. A referral
was made. I suddenly found myself in a cardiologist’s office. She heard an “irregular
sound” during my check-up. I’ve already undergone Blood Chemistry Analysis (sugar
fasting) last week, but a Complete Blood Count was still needed, along with an ElectroCardioGram.
In the 2-D echo/ultrasound
room, I eventually ended up in just hours ago. This is the first time I heard
my heart pump blood throughout my system. Several times it was broadcast through
speakers. It vaguely sounded like squeezing a small balloon filled with a thick
gel-like liquid; the rubbery walls sliding against each other’s surfaces, and a
valve opening and closing. It made me squeamish.
Its rhythm did sound
irregular, like it was “out of tune”. But who am I to interpret? I’m not a
doctor.
Saturday will be a
defining day, as this will be when the results are given to me. And another diagnosis
shall be conducted. Just days ago I thought things are getting better. And now
this. Such is life. Anyway, a second opinion will always be sought.
Romantically speaking, I
want to say that my heart should not
be “beating for anyone” anymore. Well, maybe not in a finality… yet. But I
surely hope that’s the direction where it’s going to. Because letting myself be
affected by the emotional strain I’ve felt for so very long might be one of the very
reasons of its physical collapse. And indeed, to a certain extent of exaggeration:
nobody really cares!
Screw this! I’m tired of this BULLSHIT! I don’t
want to see myself be eaten up by all the accumulated failures in my life and
become a worse person and a "broken" human being.
It’s a good thing I can
vent my frustrations here. It’s so hard to do nowadays. People will judge, laugh at and ignore you; even
your close friends won’t have the time to hear you out, because the petty matters that bother you aresimply unimportant to them. We must be mature enough to understand and accept that. It’s just so upsetting sometimes! God
forbid, someone would slam the “holier-than-thou”
thing on me. DON'T ANYONE DARE!
This past week has been one of the least stressful for me since July of last year. I’M VERY HAPPY ABOUT THAT! But indeed, even good things must come to an end. L
