With my new job, I have less time to write lengthy entries on love, life, death, obsession, music, and cheeseburgers. So, for quickie blogs, I use my Tumblr account. It’s actually fun once you learn how to use it. In this new online home, you’ll have an idea what I’m feeling at the moment through pictures, quotes, etc. Try creating your own Tumblr account too and follow me. ^_^
Follow Jer's digital polaroid SLR (?!) on Tumblr. ^_^
This photo was re-blogged for me over Tumblr by a great friend of mine…and this almost made me cry. I don’t know why.
Some gay men can be tragic.
I’m just saying…
Good luck! ^_^
I’m sending you my prayers, and all my happy, peppy, positive vibes! ♥
(sorry…naaadik pa din ako sa mga kanta ng Her Space Holiday)
You know it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired
You’ve got your mother’s cheekbones and your father’s crooked smile
Forget all those places that you’ve never really been
And all those situations you somehow found yourself in
from thosetiredeyes.tumblr.com
…with Her Space Holiday. The Californian indietronic band.
Pwede, hayaan nyo muna akong huminga?
…that the funniest guy on earth works in our office. Sickest sense of humor, ever.
Maybe if I continue professing my love for you over the net, I’d grow tired of it…and eventually fall out. Reverse-psychology therapy? Embracing-the-demon exorcism? Honestly, I don’t know how I can cure myself…and you are my disease.
I really do. It has only been down for a couple of minutes, but I already miss mini-blogging and re-blogging pictures (with messages). It’s easier. I don’t have to think what I have to blog about. I just find stuff from Tumblr which I can relate to, stuff I can feel during that moment, then reblog it. So easy.(for my Tumblr URL go to my facebook account…there’s a link there)
In the mean time, here’s my picture message for this moment.
from itchycosmicpocket.tumblr.com
I came across this picture over Tumblr. I NEED to meet the guy who did this.
Since I’ve been wondering how things could have been if I just stayed in that loveless, hurtful relationship, I visited my old blog. The one before lilithlives existed. Compared to lilithlives (which some of you may think is too gloomy), the old one was like a cesspool of negativity. Stories of anger, pain, abuse, drugs, and mostly suicide. Reading through it made me appreciate my life now. But the very last entry in that old blog had hope.
Sometimes you wonder: If you stayed in that relationship that almost choked the life out of you, would things be better?
You know that Facebook thingie where you just left-clickety a link, then it generates “God’s message” for you for that day. Never tried it. I thought it was stupid. Ewan ko ba kanina, bigla akong nagka-urge. And here’s what it said:
(Lilith) got a message that on this day, God wants her to know…
… that it’s OK.
Just rest for a moment. It’s OK. Yes, things are crazy, yes, the world is going nuts. Yet, deep underneath the stormy waves, there, in the …core of your being, there is pure silence, pure love. And … it’s … just … OK.
Ganda. 
This has been a day of good news & revelations. It started out with me scared (like a snotty teenager) & ended with me 99-percent sure that I have nothing to be worried about. It started out with me itching to go to Mary Chiles, & ended with me seeing Datu in person, meeting cutie Mamat, and hugging the grown-up Yib. Candy’s little army. Makes me want to have (at the most) two mommy-loving matons of my own in the future.
One lovable maton in the present stood out today, though. He’s nothing like your Prince Charming archetype (sorry, no fairy tales here), but the man was able to pull out whatever courage I had in me during today’s weakest moment, he calmed my nerves, he supported me, he gave me s0mething to look forward to. Who needs a bright red panic button when you have this big (cuddly) ball of positive energy?
He may have his flaws (well, just one major flaw, actually), but I’ve never met a man quite like him. Never.
Bahala na talaga si Batman kung ano meron sa future, pero embrace ko na muna tong masayang present. ;p
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I’m scared. :’(
I’m praying that I’m just being paranoid. Otherwise, THIS just destroyed all my chances of being with the (unattached version of the) man of my dreams.
There goes the future dad of my kids. There goes my REAL soul mate. There goes the man who’s gonna spend the rest of his life with me. There goes my modern fairy-tale romance. There goes my happily ever after.
God, please help me with this. Sabi nga sa kanta: “So, please, please, please, let me get what I want. Lord knows this would be the first time.”
;’(
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“To love another is something
like prayer and can’t be planned, you just fall
into its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.”Anne Sexton
I’ve been busy, really busy, so I don’t have much time to blog.
Ryan, my crazy co-worker, introduced me to this song by Her Space Holiday. It’s sweet and nice enough to start off my work week.
So please, please, please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time.
It’s been a hazy weekend for me. Too hazy I didn’t get much work done. I drank god knows how many bottles of red wine and vodka from early Friday night till the wee hours in the morning of Saturday. I think it’s just sheer luck that I got home safe.
