How is life without a father?
I don’t really know. It’s my first Fathers’ Day without a dad, and I don’t miss him. Which is not to say that I disrespect his memory either. I just don’t “feel” like missing him. Some of my friends who’ve also lost their dads at earlier points in their lives say that they’ve had the same experience. They add that eventually, after about three or so years, you will feel that his presence is not there—suddenly, everything is different—because he is not there physically anymore.
So I guess I’m still normal if I behave this way. I’ll just cry, feel lonely, and revere in his memory when the time comes.
Continue reading Happy Fathers’ Day, Dad!
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to me!
In my last birthday, I felt <a title="Dejection at 22 <dejected. Now, I’m in the pits. I embraced this year with a hope that everything will turn out for the better. So far, I lost a lot.
I lost my father barely at the beginning of the year. I lost six other relatives after my father’s death within a span of just five months. Suspicious of these deaths, I considered that the rapture (mystical transportation in Christian beliefs) may already be happening.
Continue reading My life is in a rut (and there’s no hope in sight!).
Don’t glance at me longingly. Don’t plead to me, asking me to take you back. Instead, look at me and think about me, all out of regret. Look through my eyes and dream your future life that will never be. Revere in the happiness that you will never receive; enjoy the crooked path you have chosen to traverse. Go to bed every night and remember me. Envision me walking your body in nightmares that you weep in pain. Scream on midnights with my raging body and awake in cold sweat with nothing but my ghost.
Never blame me for your circumstance. Your fall is your own doing. You swallowed Adam’s seed, you drank your poison. You desired suicide through carnal acts, and so you die. Death to your untouched state, agony to your throbbing lips. You could have been responsible, but as always, you’re weak and idiotic.
Fulfill your fleshy destiny, satisfy your lusty hunger, and drown, drunk in your bastard’s wine. Savor your pseudo-happiness with your sorry excuse for a man. Oh, how hilarious it is that you’ll be married to a guy like that. And I thought you had taste. Turns out, the only tastes you know are those of the fluids of shaggy-haired, lousy scoundrels.
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. . . from another guy.
In which case, you are definitely out of the picture with her. This girl and her “accidental” would-be husband are probably planning their civil wedding. There’s a chance that you might get to be with her—literally—in the wedding pictures. If you make it, you might also be one of her child’s godfathers. That’s the closest that you probably can get. Afterwards, kaput! She’s out of your life forever.
Why feel glum? She’s your friend, right? She’s off with a happy family (maybe). Shouldn’t you be happy for her?
Continue reading So the girl you’re going out with, the one you’re attracted to, is pregnant
You’ve probably noticed that I haven’t been posting much, and that most of my recent posts involved movies. Well, I’ve become unenthusiastic with blogging. It’s nothing related to any personal setbacks (well, maybe just a little); it’s actually got more to do with my chosen blogging platform: WordPress.com.
You see, WordPress.com recently launched a new feature for their hosted blogs: The “Like” feature. Accordingly, this feature would make sharing of snippets of your favorite WordPress.com blog posts easier, instead of the standard copying and pasting. Also, you could even share these snippets along with your comments.
Continue reading WP Reblogging: How Discouraging!