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i heart YOU ♥: March 2009
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Wednesday, March 18, 2009. Not a good joke. If that was intended for a joke well i say it doesn't made me laugh. I really hate doubting someone coz it would just brought me into a deep confusion. I hate it! I don't know what exactly i'm feeling right now. All i know is that I'M NOT HAPPY. An hour before i felt unhappiness because of FS but i don't want to talk about it). Saturday, March 14, 2009. We are recently residing here in Davao City and been here for almost 10 years. We are into a simple way of li...
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write and click cliched hands. . .: May 2011
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Write and click cliched hands. . . Monday, May 30, 2011. As my pencil pin down to the vast surface of the paper,. Thought of palpitation arise in every stroke I made. For ones want to know all, yet this field cradles my existence. The charcoal led chase rapidly to the expanded virtuous pureness of the sheet. This dolorous path of art illuminates the glory inside my being. Anyone would see it soon forgets the Mona Lisa. Smooch blurred the edges of this face, fascinating. Even invades my essential nature.
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write and click cliched hands. . .: November 2009
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Write and click cliched hands. . . Tuesday, November 24, 2009. Wala nang ganyan, dahil wala na siya. Umiihip na naman ang simoy ng Disyembre, nakasabit na ang may ibat-ibang kulay na parol sa daan at sa kabayanan. Ang mga makukulay na christmas ligh. T ay nag sisipag-ilawan na habang nakalawit kung saan-saan. Maririning mo na rin ang mga batang nakakaroling at isinasabay sa indayog ang kanilang ginawang tambourine. Na sinasabitan ng ibat-ibang palamuti. Walang ganyang sa bahay namin. Hindi na din nagtaga...
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write and click cliched hands. . .
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Write and click cliched hands. . . Monday, May 4, 2009. I saw my self in the mirror,. Wearing white gown, and my eyes gazed on my reflection…. The beautiful face i saw in the mirror was hiding a great sadness and pain and i don’t know why! 8220;why i was wearing like this? 8220;why i saw myself like this? The woman behind me replied as she put the headdress on my head…. 8220;a bride like you should be happy! I said to myself…. I stood up…. A big question mark on my head! 8230;what a hell is this! If not ...
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write and click cliched hands. . .
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Write and click cliched hands. . . Monday, May 30, 2011. As my pencil pin down to the vast surface of the paper,. Thought of palpitation arise in every stroke I made. For ones want to know all, yet this field cradles my existence. The charcoal led chase rapidly to the expanded virtuous pureness of the sheet. This dolorous path of art illuminates the glory inside my being. Anyone would see it soon forgets the Mona Lisa. Smooch blurred the edges of this face, fascinating. Even invades my essential nature.
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i heart YOU ♥: BOGZEE for life ^_^
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Sunday, March 8, 2009. I loVe mY fRieNdz! YEa i loVe mAking rEaL fRienDz! THey gOt sEnsE oF huMor, eAsy tO gEt aLoNg witH, "pRaniNg", cErtifiEd "peEzeE" aNd "bOgz" LOL, aNd mOst oF tHe tiMe thEy aCt diFferEntLy. Live life to the fullest :). My friends are my second family. Real friends do help each other through the bad times how much more in good times 'ayt? Wednesday, March 11, 2009. Asa na ang mga members ani? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I don’t really believe in the word REGRET. 9734; i l!
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i heart YOU ♥: when forever starts to end
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Saturday, March 14, 2009. When forever starts to end. I'm totally pissed off! 8220;Bat ka ba ganyan? Bakit nung nandyan ako naging sweet ba tayo? This question still haunts me until now. I’m hurt! Yes, I am. I never thought this kind of question would be thrown out to me coming straight from him. Right after hearing those words from him I wanted to cry coz I feel pain but no I won’t and I must not because I am trying to train my heart to be tough. I’m trying to be brave. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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i heart YOU ♥: a single pain can take away all the happiness of a loving heart
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Sunday, March 8, 2009. A single pain can take away all the happiness of a loving heart. The only person I cared for left me with a broken heart. Of course letting go of someone you used to be with is never that easy to forget facing the fact that he has already became a big part in your life. He's a mess in my life and unfortunately the. Happened in my life. I don't know what made me last to this kind of relationship. Do you think long distance relationship last? To restrain from your vices? I don’...
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sweet angel: June 2009
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View my complete profile. Jun 16, 2009. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). It all about me, my crazy 'lil things and everything. For A Girl Like Me. Rain on me, love. JQuery for Absolute Beginners" Video Series. JuSt To Say GooDbye. It's all About me. What makes me love him? 5 Tips To Live A Wonderful Life! Read it and Weep. When you Love Someone". IT's ALL ABOUT ME! GIMIK ALL NIGHT LONG!
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sweet angel: THE POEM
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View my complete profile. Mar 12, 2009. Have you been in love? It's one of the greatest things in life that would happen to every individual. Especially when you are treated special by someone you love. They make you feel. Your most wonderful person in the world. And Im pointing my special someone. Even little things that my love one did,it means so much to me. Even this short poem. Makes my heart beats faster and makes me more to love him. This poem was sent by him on our 22th monthsary and as well.