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Don Pedro... Prince of Aragorn... a character in the Shakespearean Play "Much Ado About Nothing"

i have played his role and now i have been called as such

my real identity however is a girl who has been putting up with the joyful heat of summer and the cruel snowstorms of my life

this blog is an outlet of all my emotions... all my thoughts...

i do not need you to understand me

or anything that is written here

i do not require you to visit this page everyday or to check the latest news about me

i do not and will not force you to comment on my notes

and i dont give a damn if anyone would be offended

this is MY blog

you are just but peeking through which is obviously, i am allowing and ironically appreciate

my name?

call whatever you want to call me

may it be Bitch, or the Detestable Girl, or soi-disant innominate


Note: the names here have been altered for confidentiality reasons



Sentiments


yeah... i bet you've seen this picture more than once... and yeah.. this is what i have been wanting... sure, those are my fingers laced with some man's... sadly, it is just a picture...



i have had this set since i was seven... ah.. my childhood... i could now hear all of my laughter echoing through in this gloomy foyer...



i am not alone... i know that.. i can see that... but i am lonely..



uninspired...well, most of the time, i am...



there are times when my body drops, and everything seems to have stopped...my eyes half-closed, heart pounding like a drum solo of Mitch Mitchell, i would just check if i am still breathing...



wouldn't you like to bare it all...yes, i am daring you to....



dancing sets my soul on fire... makes me who i want to be and never care if anyone is watching... wish i could do the same when i am living my life



i am just a lost soul hiding in the dark... waiting to be found and understood... what if you knew who i was? would you be surprised? would you hate me? but then again, for the meantime, i would just keep myself from the light until all of you are ready... because i am...




for more works of Don Pedro, visit her gallery:
CreateIrisInk at DeviantArt





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Tuesday, July 10, 2007
So Impossible

here i am again..

and yet another sad entry...

i would come to think why i have earned the habit of facing the monitor teary-eyed, listening of the most emotional songs and letting my fingertips express my mind, every single time my heart is crushed...

its so amazing--- the irony of the human heart... toughest fragile thing...

easily broken... but never is...

 

 

and it started with just one song

he heard me singing by the shore...

i didnt notice him....

 

a common friend...

mindoro sling....

a kiss...

 

 

98 days... but we knew our love was impossible....

 

i was becoming unhappy... and he cant do anything about it because of valid reasons....

 

reasons that we both have to deal with...

 

i have been wanting to end it, but then i tried to be patient, thinking that things would turn around....

i was never really good with break-ups.. so he did it for me...

"i cant stand seeing you getting hurt... and i know that this is the only way to make you feel better again"

 

thanks for making it easier for me,...

 

but the fact that we were so impossible.. ---

 

 

that...

 

i couldnt take...

 

 

 

 

 

i love you... but we really cannot be...

 

 

kahit pagbali-baligtarin mo pa ang mundo

 

ģend of session


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