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February 26th, 2004

Welcome to my humble abode...

Come blame me...
Of the things you fail to
Understand
And read
To me
The things you do
I might find your wound
And heal you
With my
Blood.
My blood
So passionate
So thick
So flowing

Posted by bacchanale at 08:16 PM as a stickied post | 36 Granted Salvatio

October 18th, 2009

Arnel

2 "arnel" instances happened this month:

1st instance:

while we were descending an escalator, we spotted arnel pineda near the exit of the mall. he was with his wife and kid. i was star strucked and you can't blame me. i'm a sucker for long haired men and great voices: he's both.

2nd instance:

same mall. just yesterday. we were shopping for undergarments and some of the sales lady asked to have their picture taken with longherr. they thought he was arnel pineda.

i know. funny...and a bit embarassing at that. we were laughing the whole night because of it.

i really cannot find the slightest hint of resemblance...well aside from the vast area on their faces also known as their forehead.  

Posted by bacchanale at 01:14 PM | Cleanse me

October 13th, 2009

you promised me that you'd be beside me so i won't feel so alone...

i remembered that.

and up to this date...

you had never broken your promise.

thank you.

but because of that i am hunted and bound to never move on.

Posted by bacchanale at 09:32 AM | 1 Granted Salvatio

October 12th, 2009

stubborn

you always knew when i'm drunk.

you knew that it was our memory that i always

took comfort on

whenever i feel like hurting myself.

you always knew it was around this time...

always mornings...

after work.

but you didn't know that

it's only when i'm drunk that i can surrender

to my dismal defeat.

that after all these years you knew

i needed you.

STILL.

not because i needed a wound to dig

but because i wanted to heal us.

++

sorry. thoughtless ramblings. i can't sleep.

funny thing is i'm not even drunk. i just miss you.

AND I HATE HOW SHE FLIRTS WITH YOU.

Posted by bacchanale at 11:32 AM | 5 Granted Salvatio

October 4th, 2009

a quest for the perfect resort

i am in desperate need to leave manila.

while everyone is in disarray to rise above the disaster left by ondoy and pepeng,

i am spending sleepless nights

looking for hotel accomodations out of town.

there was this one hotel that i was so ready to pay the reservation fee on...

only to find out that it was one of the best known red light area in town.

NO.

i can't wait for friday...

all work and no play leaves janni bipolar.

so i better go and find worthy reservations.

 

Posted by bacchanale at 09:13 AM | 6 Granted Salvatio

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