Saturday, August 28
Aug. 28 Sat.
“I never let my feelings show,
Till I found the pain
Of loving you...
And that’s what hurts.� –And That’s What Hurts, Hall & Oates
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“No offence Celine...�
“What?�
“Masyado kang...�
“Masyadong what?�
“..martir.�
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“Huwag mo na siyang papansinin, Celine. Layuan mo siya.�
“Tao pa rin naman siya eh! Kaibigan ko siya! Hindi ko siya basta basta lalayuan..�
“Ayan ka nanaman eh! Masyado kang mabait! Ikaw na ang napapahamak!�
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“Masama siyang tao.�
“Baka..misunderstood lang siya..�
“Oh my God Celine! Itigil mo nga yan! Wag mo na siyang intindihin! Mabibiktima ka lang!�
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“Walang kwenta itong conversation na to, Celine.�
“Bakit..?�
“Kasi...hindi mo naman sinusunod yung mga advice na binibigay naming eh. Pasok sa isang tenga, labas sa kabila.�
“...Pinapakinggan ko naman..�
“Oo nga, pero di mo naman sinusunod.. Argh, basta!�
“..Ganun..na ba talaga..ang paningin niyo sakin..?�
“Hindi lang paningin! GANUN KA NAMAN TALAGA EH!�
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“Bakit mo siya pinasabay at pinayagang tumuloy sa bahay natin, Celine?�
“Eh..ayaw ko po siyang maiwan doon. Baka kung ano pang mangyari sa kanya..�
“Ano ba yan, Celine.. Sinaksak ka na nga niya sa likod at lahat.. Magagawa mo pa rin maging concerned sa kanya?!�
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“Asan na partner mo, Cel?�
“Ah..ewan ko..�
“Anong ewan mo? Bakit ka mag-isa jan?�
“Ayun siya o.. May ibang inaasikaso..�
“Iniwan ka..?!�
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“Er..Miss?�
“Yes?�
“Ah eh.. Gusto sanang malaman ng kaibigan ko..kung ano yung number mo..�
“Asan kaibigan mo?�
“Ah, nandito – O, pare! Bakit ka kumakaripas ng takbo?! Gago, bumalik ka rito, hahahahaha!�
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“Enjoy ka ba sa araw mo, Celine?�
“No. But I hope u did.�
“Yeah, I did...�
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“T-talaga..? That’s great.�
“Ang saya ko today, grabe!�
“...........Yis naman! I can imagine! O, mabuti naman masaya ka!�
“Haha, oo nga eh..�
“.................O, matulog ka na..�
“Ikaw din..�
“That..That won’t be a p-problem..�
“Cel..? You ayt? CEL!�
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I have the power to set myself on fire..
And burn from the inside.
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The power to convert my emotional pain..
Into physical pain.
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Do you know how it feels like to die?
To feel yourself dying?
I do.
Figuratively and..
Literally.
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I hate it..
And love it at the same time.
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One day, she will fall to the ground – pale, and bathed in sweat and blood.
The fire in her heart will burn..reduce her into smoldering cinders.
Then, from the ashes..
She will arise.
Crimson blood tarnishing her ivory skin..
Gorgeous against the sun’s bloody suicide.
Soft cream lips will curl into a faint smile,
And orbs of ebony will narrow with a malevolent glint.
She will gaze across the sea of murderers past and present,
As the powers of the three worlds surge through her veins..
The millennium has ended.
Its her turn now.
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“The Ghost Girl will be given such powers that the world has never seen.�
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