Love
Okay. Breathe. I challenged myself to write about something mushy. Something I always find like, eeewwww.
It has always been easier to talk about what love is not. For me, at least. Bitterness ang taenang sintemyento de asukal sa letseng powtang emosyon na potah.
Breathe. Breathe. You can do this.
Taena.
Okay.
Love is not something just for February 14. You cause traffic when you do that, PEOPLE! Hello???? Stupid sentimental fools who cause traffic along Tomas Morato. Your carbon footprints. Hell-o????
Okay. Breathe. Taena.
Love is something that makes you brave. Beyond your wildest dreams. It causes you to believe you are not subject to the rules of expanding tummy skin and stretch marks.
Okay. Bad start. Potah. Di bale na nga. Bukas na lang.
It has always been easier to talk about what love is not. For me, at least. Bitterness ang taenang sintemyento de asukal sa letseng powtang emosyon na potah.
Breathe. Breathe. You can do this.
Taena.
Okay.
Love is not something just for February 14. You cause traffic when you do that, PEOPLE! Hello???? Stupid sentimental fools who cause traffic along Tomas Morato. Your carbon footprints. Hell-o????
Okay. Breathe. Taena.
Love is something that makes you brave. Beyond your wildest dreams. It causes you to believe you are not subject to the rules of expanding tummy skin and stretch marks.
Okay. Bad start. Potah. Di bale na nga. Bukas na lang.
posted by atticus at
10:50 PM
36 Comments:
di ka makakasulat sa topic na yan unless di na self-supporting ang lovelife mo...
-not me
love is scary, messy, and altogether beautiful.
nakanampuch! :p
I don't know wala naman talaga sigurong tao na expert pagdating sa love, siguro swerte-swerte lang talaga.
Oy, ang ganda ng tula Mr. Lacaba ha. Mabuhay ka!
anonymous...punyeta ka kung sino ka man.
di ba sinabi ko na sa iyo, huwag magsusulat ng mga sentence na may double negative? dala-dalawa ka sa isang sentence. di kita maintindihan lintsak ka.
fried egg, hahabulin kita ng itak.
korina, hinlab ka ba? nakanampots nga.
ysrael, hintayin mo ang tula ko. hahaha.
I think you were doing well with what you wrote. So bakit pinagpabukas mo pa??? Oks naman, ah!
I'll wait for the continuation. :)
panaderos, kuya, puro unprintable na ang words eh. kung ichi-check mo iyan, puro red mark ang papel ko. baka paluin mo ako ng sinturon.
bakit parang galit ka sa entry na to? hehehe o dahil lang ba sa love ang topic mo kaya ka ganyan?
si sam pala ako nyahaha nalimot ko nanaman password ko hehehe
Nakakaaliw naman haha. But i agree with the feb 14th traffic events haha!
Don't take this personally, but there is a grain of truth on what the first commenter said. One can discuss "love" only if one is "in love".
sam, kasi naman eh. kung bakit ko ba kasi naisipang ito ang gawing topic. kundi ba naman pinahihirapan ko ang sarili ko, di ba?
at hoy! matuto ka ngang magsaulo ng password mo. ang bata mo pa, senior citizens moments mo ang dami na.
blogusvox, i AM taking it personally. kumampi ka kay FW eh. this means war.
i will prove you wrong. hintay ka lang. ino-nominate mo ako sa pulitzer pagkatapos ko. hmph.
marye, grabe ang trapik na iyon sa morato this year. suckers.
bitterness. haha.
bakit ko ba nasabi kay blogusvox na ipu-pursue ko pa ang punyemas na topic na iyan? ay apo. okinawa.
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Naguluhan ako sa post na to.
Teka, in love? Or wanna be in love? Or trying to be in love?
Or N/A? :)
Ano??? Papaluin kita dahil sa puro unprintable na ang words mo?!?! Hindi mo pa kasi ako naririnig magsalita eh. Hehehe
Oks lang iyan. Write whatever it is that you feel.
retro, hindi ako hinlab. may katangahan lang ako kagabi na naisip kong magsulat tungkol sa lab. ayan ang resulta.
lagi akong inlab. maniwala ka.
plis.
panaderos, hamo, try ko ulit. next year. :)
Maybe you're just not meant to write about the affairs of the heart, just like some people aren't fit to write a novel or a screenplay. O wag kang magagalit ha?
rudy, nakow. ako pa? magagalit?
sandali. hanapin ko itak ko. andito lang iyon sa tabi ko eh. mabilis ka bang tumakbo?
been there once, not ready to be there again. yet. hehehe.
"i wanna know wat lab eees..."
sabi nung nagvideoke sa kanto kanina.
baka pareho kayo ng sentimiento. lasheng ka din nung sinulat mo ito?
beatburn, hindi. nagpapakalma para makatulog na sana. kaso na-high bloood ako nang maalala ko ang punyemas na trapik na dinaanan ko sa morato noong february 14. hindi mahulugan ng karayom.
iyong lasing sa kanto niyo. sa kanto namin ganito: tarn mi luuuus, prom yur hend...skylayt pid-dyun play....
buti na lang at hindi ako mahilig makisabay sa mga taong nagiging cause ng traffic tuwing feb14. Pareho lang tayo naiinis pag ganun araw. mahirap sumakay at maghanap ng taxi, or matrapik kapag may dala ka sasakyan.
"tarn mi luuuus, prom yur hend" Woohooo!! LOLz
Sa amin naman... "and did it maaay weeeey!" #%@*!! POK! BLAG! BANG!
lintek naman. sabi ko na kasi sex nalang ang isulat e (tigas ng ulo kase.)
jho, grabe ang trapik na iyon sa morato. ubos gasolina. linsyak.
blogusvox, alam mo ba kung gaano kadalas kong nakita iyon noon sa wire reports? haha. grabe. deadly ang kantang iyan.
tk, tigas ulo. iyan naman ang dahilan
kaya mo akong kinuhang ninang, di ba?
pictures ng inaanak ko. ang kulit ah.
love the entry. naaliw ako! haha!
cza, that's love, the other side of it. haha. hindi kinaya ang love kaya minura na lang.
what's love got to do with it?
=P
raft3r, wala lang. trip trip lang. makapang-harrass nga ng boys.
AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!!!!!
i've never before read a post on love that always had an expletive after every sentence.
magpapamisa ako when you become a believer.
*guffaw*
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