True pag-ibig knows no bounderies. sigh. You'll never know what that means, unless you're me. True pag-ibig doesn't care what one looks like. True pag-ibig doesn't care who or WHAT you sre. I am probably the only one who fully understands this.
You're pag-ibig could be the cute guy who smiles at you in class, he could be the one who helped you stand up after you fallen. He could e you're best friend...Or someone who has truly been there all along, ectetra. Thats me. I'm an ectetera.
For those of you that don't know me my name is Luna. My parents are hippy freaks who named my sister, Star, and I after natural beuties. sometimes it get irritating, but I pag-ibig the name. Even if it is just a spanish moon. I have black hair, it is very wavy which irrtates me no end. I always straiten it, and I have to keep on dyeing it so my hair stays a fresh black. People think becasue of my figure I'm littlle miss perfect...they have no idea. Mainly becase, my looks are the only thing I have patince in. I can't learn an intrument, I can't cook or clean. I just don't want to sit there and learn how. Besides looks are madami important....right? wrong. I was so wrong at that time. But hey, pag-ibig can awaken anyone. It sure has awaken me.
My parents are hippy freaks.....but they are really rich because of my dad's best selling books. They won't let me have anything exept cloths though. So even though it's wrong, I'm going to have to steal some money from my dad's wallet. If I hadn't made that desision, I wouldn't be where I am now.
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Okay, This is the first chapter. Please tell me how it is so far k?
You're pag-ibig could be the cute guy who smiles at you in class, he could be the one who helped you stand up after you fallen. He could e you're best friend...Or someone who has truly been there all along, ectetra. Thats me. I'm an ectetera.
For those of you that don't know me my name is Luna. My parents are hippy freaks who named my sister, Star, and I after natural beuties. sometimes it get irritating, but I pag-ibig the name. Even if it is just a spanish moon. I have black hair, it is very wavy which irrtates me no end. I always straiten it, and I have to keep on dyeing it so my hair stays a fresh black. People think becasue of my figure I'm littlle miss perfect...they have no idea. Mainly becase, my looks are the only thing I have patince in. I can't learn an intrument, I can't cook or clean. I just don't want to sit there and learn how. Besides looks are madami important....right? wrong. I was so wrong at that time. But hey, pag-ibig can awaken anyone. It sure has awaken me.
My parents are hippy freaks.....but they are really rich because of my dad's best selling books. They won't let me have anything exept cloths though. So even though it's wrong, I'm going to have to steal some money from my dad's wallet. If I hadn't made that desision, I wouldn't be where I am now.
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Okay, This is the first chapter. Please tell me how it is so far k?
El amor es divino, nada lo puede dañar, menos la tristesa.
Y contigo, estoy muriendo.
Me estas haciendo cortar...y no quiero hacer eso...pero, no puedo aguantar este dolor, como nada me hace alegre ahora que estoy enamorao de ti...quiero ser invisible enfrente de ti.
Cuando sonries, pienso que no tengo razon por ser vivo.
Que eres mejor que yo, y necesitas algo mas que yo...alguien mejor.
Estoy muy debil...estoy muy mal...mi corazon se para, cuando me miras.
Eres todo en mi mente. Eres todo en que pienso. Tus ojos, tu piel, el color de tu pelo tan corto...y todo lo que tu dice...las letras van en todo mi celebro.
El amor es divino...pero me duele cuando lo siento, y hace tiempo...que se que no me quieres...y hace tiempo, que...se que lo sepas.
Sorry for spanish. I'd try to translate to english, but I would fail xD
all the lies which
every guy gave to her
like the crown of
stupidity.
She's calm and all of
empty hopes
hides behind the veil
so nobody could see the
true her.
All of disappointments
she has been through.
She's cold but alive,
she has no faith,
it betrayed her a long
time ago.
Back there,
she turns into the past,
where she finds him,
the guy who gave his heart
only sa pamamagitan ng words,
not with soul,
not with love.
Oh she has been fooled
again.
She still cherish
the puso he gave to her
like it's still hers,
oh but she never belonged
to him.
He never wanted her
pag-ibig like she wanted
his,
and now all dreams
got smashed with that
cruel truth.
She will cry for him
every araw and night,
and he won't even
remember how sweet
she was,
how pure her love
was.
No,he won't remember,
he will look for another
soft heart,
because he's safe,
he's ligtas where true pag-ibig is,
and he will do it again,
he will be gone again.
he allows me to fly.
I’m flying like a bird,
free and placid.
He gives me a strength,
i give him my mind.
My puso is full of his thoughts,
full of his brightness,
full of his silence.
But still,he’s like the ocean,
so deep and mysterious,
you can not find his soul
unless it finds you.
And i’m so bravo and such a coward
the same time,
i need him madami and more,
and i’m scared for he found my soul.
I wish to touch his hair,
to calm in his arms.
I want him to feel it in my eyes that my pag-ibig
will never betray him,
and i want him to be what he is already,
himself.
I pag-ibig you. Those are the words you say to someone that you truly care for. To have someone who cares for you as well. To be with someone that loves you as much as you pag-ibig her or him. The most difficult part of caring for someone is telling them how you feel. Sometimes we wish that it would be easy. But we shouln't be afraid to say it. You should speak up now because later it could be to late. I know, easier sinabi than done. I've never had a girlfreind. I would like to though. Nobody wants to be lonley. we can't let fear of rejection stop us. If you truly care for somebody, it means you stand sa pamamagitan ng them no matter what. Through sickness, health, and even death. That is true love.
Ok, guys! This is my long forgotten hobby: Pagsulat poems, it has been a while since I've wrote one, and just minutos nakaraan Leuron kinda "bugged me" into doing one. So I did and, for it not to be useless (like they all are), I'm posting it here. Enjoy (or not)! :)
My Love!
My pag-ibig comes from a fantasy.
From a very distant land,
A land of peace and harmony,
Where everyone joins hands.
My pag-ibig is awfully beautiful,
Green eyes, blonde hair,
I’ll never let go of her,
That, I honestly swear.
My pag-ibig is the most beautiful,
The fairest her land has ever seen,
For there shall be no equal beauty,
Where she is or she has been.
Maybe my pag-ibig doesn’t truly exist,
It’s just my imagination,
Doesn’t exist in real life,
But someday I’ll find her,
And take her as my wife.
Vitor Martins AKA Sephisis17
My Love!
My pag-ibig comes from a fantasy.
From a very distant land,
A land of peace and harmony,
Where everyone joins hands.
My pag-ibig is awfully beautiful,
Green eyes, blonde hair,
I’ll never let go of her,
That, I honestly swear.
My pag-ibig is the most beautiful,
The fairest her land has ever seen,
For there shall be no equal beauty,
Where she is or she has been.
Maybe my pag-ibig doesn’t truly exist,
It’s just my imagination,
Doesn’t exist in real life,
But someday I’ll find her,
And take her as my wife.
Vitor Martins AKA Sephisis17
However, I like the cute ones. The ones with a great personality whom other girls don't find sexy, (according to my consensus of school friends.) They find them cute but not sexy. I do find them sexy. I don't necessarily find rippling muscles sexy however if they have a cheeky grin and that naughty look in their eyes, you bet, I fancy them. At the moment, these are the guys that sort of, to some extent fit that description:
1. sinag Quinn - OH MY GOD! Got it all!
2. Sebastian Vettel - cute, funny
3. Jean-Baptiste Maunier - Great actor, cute
4. Samuel Barnett - see above
5. Ben Ellis - Great Singer / actor, cute