December 2011
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I don’t get how some people can be a bigtime paasa. They text you out of the blue and there you go thinking they remember and miss you but truth be told, they’re just bored. Then they suddenly stop talking to you again while you’re there trying to pretend it’s nothing. But damn, when they text you again, you go reply in a matter of seconds.
I mean, why start a conversation...
Slick: I’m a mess. In the course of the mundanity... →
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I’m a mess. In the course of the mundanity in my life, it is only exemplified as nothing but struggling to pick yourself up after ruthlessly trying to please those indifferent, and escaping the extremely inviting memory. And as my words get as annoying and highfalutin as ever, it is painful to…
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I listen to happy songs all the time. Doesn’t mean, I’m happy all the time. Sometimes, it’s my only way to get by the hard times. Sometimes, it’s the only thing that can keep me going and help me at least forget about the bad things for at least 3 minutes.
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So, I parked my car in front of my Aunt’s house and saw my cute little neighbor playing outside.
Me: Aaron, ba! (Ba as in taba, then raised my hand way too high for him to reach for a high five)
Aaron tried reaching it but he couldn’t so, he went back in their house. When I was about to leave, he ran back to me and hugged me super tight and then grabbed my hand and high-fived it.
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I walked pass the street
The street where we used to play
Where we used to act like foolish kids
Where we used to act like an us
I tried looking for you
Only to find out, you weren’t there
It was just me and my sad thoughts
And the cool air that lingers
I tried to think of happy thoughts
But it’s like I’ve run out of them
I tried to act like it was okay
But the...