There’ll be times
When my crimes
Will seem almost unforgivable
I give in to sin
Because you have to make this life liveable
But when you think I’ve had enough
From your sea of love
I’ll take more than another riverfull
Yes, and I’ll make it all worthwhile
I’ll make your heart smile

Strangelove
Strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove
That’s how my love goes
Strangelove
Will you give it to me
Will you take the pain
I will give to you
Again and again
And will you return it

There’ll be days
When I’ll stray
I may appear to be
Constantly out of reach
I give in to sin
Because I like to practice what I preach
I’m not trying to say
I’ll have it all my way
I’m always willing to learn
When you’ve got something to teach
And I’ll make it all worthwhile
I’ll make your heart smile

Pain will you return it
I’ll say it again — pain
Pain will you return it
I’ll say it again — pain

Pain will you return it
I’ll say it again — pain
Pain will you return it
I won’t say it again

Strangelove
Strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove
That’s how my love goes
Strangelove
Will you give it to me

Strangelove
Strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove
That’s how my love goes
Strangelove
Will you give it to me

Strangelove
Strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove
That’s how my love goes
Strangelove
Will you give it to me

I give in
Again and again
I give in
Will you give it to me
I give in
I’ll say it again
I give in

I give in
Again and again
I give in
That’s how my love goes
I give in
I’ll say it again
I give in

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A song that tell tales of  a chapter of my life …

i’m not going down on my knees,

Begging you to adore me
Can’t you see it’s misery
And torture for me
When I’m misunderstood
Try as hard as you can, I’ve tried as hard as I could
To make you see
How important it is for me

Here is a plea
From my heart to you
Nobody knows me
As well as you do
you know how hard it is for me
To shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue
In situations like these
Understand me

Some people have to be
Permanently together
Lovers devoted to
Each other forever
Now I’ve got things to do
And I’ve said before that I know you have too
When I’m not there
In spirit I’ll be there

Here is a plea
From my heart to you
Nobody knows me
As well as you do
You know how hard it is for me
To shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue
In situations like these

Understand me

and he brought her a pink rose… and the story will go on…

… Sometimes the simplest things matter…

I just realized that Poetic Dustbin has been missing for years… I can still recall his passion for poetry and endearing ways of expressing his feelings for her… I can still remember his thoughtfulness and romantic cliches just to please her…  The way he embraces her like there’s no tomorrow… The never-ending spin-off of Beauty and Madness while his lips dances with hers… The kiss that can never be described by love and lust… Poetic Dustbin is a true gentleman… he used to walk her to her humble abode amidst the dangers that lurk during the darkest hour of the night…The letters that he gave her folded in puzzles yet enveloped in sweet nothings… The long hours in the telephone that lulls her to a comfortable slumber…

My mission is to find him and reunite with my long lost brother… and seek the happiness that  his alter ego has lost along the way… This may not be soon but I am optimistic that her light will point me to the right path…

Thoughts in Naivety…

… Day at work today isn’t that strenuous, I have to work on minute tasks for the whole afternoon. It wasn’t that bad. I get to exchange thoughts with my friends at work during our usual break in the afternoon at the cafeteria. We talked about each other’s high school and college experiences. The days where freedom is a magical word used and abused. The time where we’d fall and keep coming back on same mistakes just for the heck it. We always thought we can beat all odds, face all challenges even when drunk and dancing. We had slightly different stories, from conservative upbringing, to being independent and carrying the burden of balancing right and wrong, to the dark and liberated crooked walkabouts…

It made me wonder about my role now as a father to my fast growing kids. My college girl is turning into a woman and I always wonder If I’m performing well parenting her. Ever since that moment when she asked about having a  ”boyfriend”, I felt disoriented on how I’m going to handle it. I never gave a finite reply though, thinking that a YES or a NO will impose new levels of responsibilities for both of us. Allowing may be the right thing since I may get to know the guy he’s dating but on the other hand It might give her a GO signal on venturing to the twilight zone that would endanger her studies. Not Allowing her may sever our father and daughter relationship as being friends and she may do stuffs behind my back. I’ve always been open minded but I guess on this matter, I may tend to hold back. I don’t want her to walk the path I have trod. Being a young father during those days made me realize now that I’ve missed out on some significant moments as a single individual. I want her to live a full life where she can finish college and have a decent paying job and practically enjoy a single life before embarking into a serious relationship. It’s going to be a mutual ride, she and I will take. Eventually, she’ll be taking the wheel to pursue on with her own life and undertakings and I must be able to navigate with her along this voyage and make sure she gets to her destination at the right time.

Through It all, I love my kids very much and I’m proud to be given the responsibility to be their Father…

.. This weekend I watched some really good stuffs …  Dream House, Transit, X-men 2011 TV series, Supernatural Season 7 Episode 11 …  Movies and TV Series, my favorite past time …

To fear Truth and Reality… To hide behind the bush of faith … To believe in the book tainted by centuries of alterations … To put your life in the hands of an invisible being who was nowhere when thousands of people die … To render helpless in grasping alibis for the mishaps and catastrophes of this planet … We are our own masters … If I would, would you?

I’ve told myself so many times before
But this time I think I mean it for sure
We have reached a full stop
Nothing’s gonna save us from the big drop

Reached our natural conclusion
Outlived the illusion
I hate being in these situations
That call for diplomatic relations

If I only knew the answer
Or I thought we had a chance
Or I could stop this
I would stop this thing from spreading like a cancer

What can I say? (I don’t want to play) anymore
What can I say? I’m heading for the door
I can’t stand this emotional violence
Leave in silence

We’ve been running around in circles all year
Doing this and that and getting nowhere
This’ll be the last time
(I think I said that last time)

If I only had a potion,
Some magical lotion
That could stop this, I would stop this
I would set the wheels in motion

What can I say? (I don’t want to play) anymore
What can I say? I’m heading for the door
I can’t stand this emotional violence
Leave in silence

Just finished working with DILG Romblon’s FD page…I still have work later… still awake… Anyway I’m just glad it’s done… and I also like working with WordPress plugins… so there justifying my vampire habits…