Indelible Nonsense.: 08.2009

don't i hold you like you want to be held
and don't i treat you like you want
and don't i love you like you want to be loved
and you're running away
and what's your name
like i'm in the way
don't i hold you like you want to be held
don't i please you like you want
and don't i love you like you want to be loved
and you're running away
and what's your name
like i'm in the way
and wasting too much time
don't i hold you like you want.

That's what he said. And for the first time in ages, I was speechless.

He knew. He knew how I felt towards him afterall.

Well, if he's smart and he knew, then he should know when to stop.

Carpal Tunnel Syndrome.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 4:45 PM

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Symptoms include:

Tingling or numbness in your fingers or hand, especially your thumb and index, middle or ring fingers, but not your little finger. This sensation often occurs while holding a steering wheel, phone or newspaper or upon awakening. Many people "shake out" their hands to try to relieve their symptoms. As the disorder progresses, the numb feeling may become constant.

Pain radiating or extending from your wrist up your arm to your shoulder or down into your palm or fingers, especially after forceful or repetitive use. This usually occurs on the palm side of your forearm.

A sense of weakness in your hands and a tendency to drop objects.

Precipitating Factors:

Plurk.

Jam Legend.

Guitar Geek.

Rock Riot.

Facebook.

Remedy:

Because I've been absent 2 days in a row without valid reason, I will therefore impose upon myself -- SELF RESTRAINT FROM THE INTERNET.

Internet access is limited to 2 hours each day.

Fair enough?

Facebook Is A Devil's Advocate.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 3:39 PM

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The author needs something else to put the blame on for her sloth.

She has been absent from work for 2 consecutive days without any valid reason.

Only, that she consumes (and wastes) so much of her time

"socializing" and "networking" or playing games.

Aishteru.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 3:30 PM

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Summer haze takes me back to those golden days.

A black and white photograph, a captured moment of your laugh.

Sunny days eating ice cream, while I'm lost in this daydream.

Lingering seconds as our lips did part, did you really mean what you said at the start?

You made me laugh in your own ways, getting twatted int he park with the happy Mondays.

Standing here with heardly anything to say, words just only get in the way.

There was so much passion that we consumed so fast.

How do I make that first kiss last?

I want to go back to the eyes, the eyes that don't lie.

Murasaki blue, you were always true.

I want to back to the start, where I was touching your heart.

I was touching your heart somewhere back at the start.

- Murasaki Blue, The Dorques

Astral.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 4:22 PM

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Even the stars Sometimes fade to gray Even the stars Hideaway.

TooDooDoo..

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 1:26 PM

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lift your head
baby don't be scared
of the things that could go wrong
along the way
you'll get by with a smile
you can't win at everything but you can try
and baby you don't have to worry
coz there ain't no need to hurry
no one ever said that there's an easy way
when they're closing all their doors
they don't want you anymore
this sounds funny but i'll say it anyway
girl i'll stay
through the bad times
even if i have to fetch you everyday
you'll get by with a smile
you can never be too happy in this life
coz in a world where everybody hates
a happy ending story
it's a wonder love can make the world go round
but don't let it bring you down
and turn your face into a frown
you'll get along with a little prayer and a song
lift your head
baby don't be scared
of the things that could go wrong along the way
you'll get by with a smile
now it's time to kiss away
those tears goodbye.

You Exhaust Me.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 8:34 PM

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You keep hurting-unhurting-hurting me.

Again and again.

The Kite Runner.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 1:46 PM

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Watched this last night and I loved it.

I can't believe that I missed such a wonderful movie.

Be [LIE] ve.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 1:42 PM

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i wanna believe you when you say that things will be alright.

but isn't that just something people say when they run out of lies?

Somewhere Out There.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 10:27 AM

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And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star

And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky.

Facebuko.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 5:10 PM

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i just gotta say that the person behind this

is totally cool! :D

Assume --

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 3:59 PM

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makes an ass out of u and me.

This Made My Day.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 9:53 AM

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Embrace So Much Tighter.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 9:32 AM

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Kill me, again and again.

Kai.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 8:33 PM

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"Mahalin mo na lang kahit kunwari."

Dalangin nyang naka tingin sa langit.

Quoted.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 4:55 PM

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Looking at something not visible is totally crazy. It's like reaching into the toilet bowl's depths to retrieve the soap that accidentally slid off your hand. You wash it with copious running water, return it to its rack, and walk out whistling as if nothing has happened.

by FillerNotebook.

I Love You.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 8:58 PM

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No matter how hard I try not to love you.

No matter how hard I try to erase you.

I love you so much that I get so upset that

I can't do that.

See the Julia, feel the shine.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 10:52 AM

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1. What do you say to yourself every morning?
- Come to Julia and let's get it done.

2. What do you want other people say about you?
- Don't get mad, get Julia.

3. Someone asked you out, your answer is...
- Thank Julia it's Friday.

4. How would you answer a booty call?
- The Julia that eats like a meal.

5. How would you introduce yourself to someone you really like?
- Discover the Julia difference.

6. To someone you dislike?
- Let's face the music and Julia.

7. You're in a conversation and you suddenly feel the need to pee, how would you excuse yourself?
- If only everything in life is as reliable as Julia.

8. Your parents ask you why you got home late, you say...
- Any time, any place, Julia.

9. You're failing a subject, you say...
- Just do Julia.

10. The love of your life asks you to marry him/her, what do you say?
- You can't top a Julia.

11. Your bf/gf is breaking up with you, you tell him/her...
- Poppin' fresh Julia.

12. Someone told you you're an asshole, you tell them...
- Julia is our middle name.

13. What are the best words to describe you?
- We do Julia right.

14. If you're going to have a movie about your life, the title is...
- But I'd rather have a bowl of Julia.

15. Your last words before you die...
- It's a new Julia everyday.

16. Your message to a special someone...
- Julia makes everything better.

17. Title of this post will be...
- See the Julia, feel the shine.

Symbolic.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 4:08 PM

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you said you were afraid of the dark and sleeping by yourself.

so i stuck little glow-in-the-darks on your wall to make you feel brave and safe when you go to bed.

i stuck it there to remind you that even though i couldn't hug and kiss you goodnight,

i'm here,

lying on my bed,

hugging my pillow tight,

imagining it's you.

and you never took them off.

it's been 9 months and you never took them off.

I Sparkle..

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 6:22 PM

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but the lights are just too bright for anyone to see me shine.

Boy After Boy.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 5:34 PM

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First there was Joshua, with his baggy jeans and hazel eyes. I was twelve and he was fourteen and we spent our time hanging out at the middle school parking lot, smoking Parisiennes, making out, watching the skate kids do their thing. I didn't love him. He didn't love me. I don't think I knew what love was then yet.

Then there was Christopher. He meant nothing.

Then came Daniel and Ryan and Ken. They held me down on my seventeenth birthday. I can't remember who went first or who came last. It happened so fast. Bloody sheets greeted me good morning.

Then there was Carlo who wiped me clean. Two full years of love and cheeseburgers and being drug-free. But he found out about all those guys-in-between and where I really went when he thought I was asleep. He's with someone shinier now.

When I had Carlo I also had them. Kim and Gill and Maynard and Justin. One of them gave me the best summer ever. Oh you know what I mean. I was their lustrush queen.

Then I had Jason and with him came Mary Jane. Nights of weed and crack cocaine. Too much alcohol, too many cigarettes. Just too much, too much of everything. He loved me, he loved me. I remember him wrapping bandages around my arms. When I cut myself open, he sewed me shut. But then he gave me up.

Oh and after him came a whirlwind of casual fucks. I was a slut. Patrick and Macky and Chester and John. And a few others whose names I forgot. I fucked for drugs, for fake love. But man I was praying for love in every blowjob.

After then there was Jessie with his girlfriend of five years. We used to spend hours at the studio, him on vocals, me on drums, his friends strumming guitars. It was music, music, music. He learned to love me more than her. But not enough, not enough. I wanted more.

Oh next came Mike. You know Mike. With his big brown eyes and bubblegum lips. I fell in love with his kiss and the metaphors we always spoke in. Ask me when I first loved, I'd tell you it was with him. He loved me hurt me loved me. I moved on. I was well even without him.

And now there's you. You and your magic tricks and hungry lips. You and how you make sense of me and how you make me good. You un-raped me. Undid everything. And if friendship is all we have, then let me be your sideline slut. Your favorite fuck. Coz I can't be without your taste. And I'll never remember to forget your face.

from: Heartfucked.