Danabelle in Retiring Shorts

Pfsh.

Can't. Do. It.

Not. Strong. Enough.

Besides... Everything is a version of something anyway.

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You know how when people attach themselves to you... As if you're all close and stuff and you just want to madly scream at them, "Hey, exqueeze me. I haven't even known you for a millisecond and you're claiming we're BFFs now? WTF?". Sometimes, I just wanna ask, "Hoy, sino ka ba?". Sometimes, I'm just like, "Eyng?". But most of the time, I just go along with it.

What? I'm a mirror. Forget about me, just go ahead and revel in your reflection, you narcissistic blarflarnyarmlar!

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Have you ever had that feeling that you've been used or you're being used, but you just can't bring yourself to admit it? The thought pops into your head, but you dismiss it, because it would be arrogant to think it.

Given the fact that I've mastered the ability to be a doormat, this happens a lot. I would, of course, say something... But it would be wrong. But if I could, I would say...

"Welcome! Feel free to wipe your feet all over me anytime! Thank you."

What? At least I'm "useful".

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Last night, I dreamt of a Holga...

It had a button that allowed for it to instantly transform into fisheye view.

And I was like, "I want that!!!"

What? Who wouldn't want that?

Unfisheye to fisheye with a press of a button on a what is considered to be a medium format cah-meh-ruhh.

Someone should invent that and call it "Super Holga"... Or they could call it "The Danabelle", since I dreamt it, so it's kind of my idea. It's only right that they name it after me.

Nyahahaha. Tsk.

And yes, the "The" before my name is integral. LOL.

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Mmmm... Coffee.

I should write an ode to coffee. Then afterwards, I could marry it and we can live happily ever after. Most probably wouldn't have any kids, but we'd be in love forever.

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Boy: Why did you leave?
Girl: Why didn't you run after me?
Boy: This isn't a game.
Girl: Well, you seem to have played it very well. I'm the one who left and yet I'm the one who's heartbroken and shattered. And you, you seem just fine.
Boy: Why didn't you tell me? I would have loved you forever.
Girl: I would have loved you forever, too... Probably longer. But I guess we'll never know now...

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I'm a little sauced up. Forgive me. When a heart breaks... It don't break even. It really doesn't.

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I should be exercising right now... But I'm tawmaddd pa. Tsk.

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My family in the Philippines has just gone through something absolutely great and wonderful that I'm just very thankful to God for. This is just such a beautiful blessing.

Truly.



Kisses!