Steep

June 25th, 2006 by maylynnrocks
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 Hmm... moments in Portofino. Me and my girls talking about our fave songs (and who it goes out to!). When Cione Anne mentioned that hers would have to be Steep. Sang the song and realized... nyc man diay ang lyrics. Relate nsad nuon... especially the chorus part: For you the future's easy, so dontweep, for me it's getting steep. Yup... steep jud! Hahai... 

:  Steep, Lauren Christy  :Softly, gently, I will let you downCause I don't love you in the same way nowI can hold you but not with lover's armsCause you are more of a brother to me nowAnd I can lie next to you, but I can't lie to you

So walk into the sun and watch meRun into the rain,For you the future's easy, so don't weep, for me it's gettingSteep

I loved you for exactly who you are,And I'd say you've come the nearest yet by far,

And I can lie next to you, but I can't lie to you

So walk into the sun and watch meRun into the rain,For you the future's easy, so don't weep, for me it's getting

Steeper and in the dark that's where I want to beDeeper, I'm going somewhere you won't want to see...

So walk into the sun and watch meRun into the rain,For you the future's easy, so don't weepYes I will watch you,Walk into the sun and watch meRun into the rain drops

For you the future's easy, so don't weepFor me it's gettingSteep.                             my only comforting thought or quote (hahaha!): 
That was rough.... Thing to do now is try and forget it.... I guess I don't quite mean that. It's not a thing you can forget.  Maybe not even a thing you want to forget.... Life's like that sometimes... Now and then for no good reason you can figure out, life will just haul you off and knock you flat, slam you against the ground so hard it seems like all your insides is busted.  But it's not all like that.  A lot of it's mighty fine, and you can't afford to waste the good part frettin' about the bad.  That makes it all bad.... Sure, I know - sayin' it's one thing and feelin' it's another.  But I'll tell you a trick that's sometimes a big help. When you start lookin' around for something good to take the place of the bad, as a general rule you can find it.                           ~ From the movie Old Yeller

        

I can be the IN to your SANE

June 6th, 2006 by maylynnrocks

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Clever and mysterious. You’re no longer just a line in a song. But still just a dreamyacht, peacefully sailing in my head. But I’ve got all that I’m allowed, it’ll do for now. Unconsciously though I count the hours, they go so slow. Filled with doubt but I try to comprehend. Can you forget the world that you thought you knew?! Cause I’m stitched up like an angel chord. I don’t belong living in a precious memory.
And what are you hiding from? Is it safe there inside your walls?
The walls get higher every day and the barriers almost always get in the way. You can’t keep on conce
aling, seriously!
How are you supposed to dream, with all the static in your head?! There is no good reason. Ironically you think you’re invincible, so busy building castles in the sky. No ultimatum.
Past the point of no returning (hopefully Im wrong!). Now Im just dehydrated. My soul is evaporating. Think there has been a drought in my fountain of ignis fatuus (deep words there! hahaha.. in laymens term: my illusion. argh!). So wont you saturate me? Cause Im now tired of just standing there, praying for the rain. But if you think you can dishearten me and just bring me down. Well you can go ahead and try. Coz Ive got a backbone stronger than yours. :P  

SEE!!!…madness does take its toll, please have exact change. Bwahahahaha… feel like crying now. My sense of humor needs a break.

Unjust

June 3rd, 2006 by maylynnrocks

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Unjust. How many times have I used that word. Scolded myself with it. Day in and day out. But somehow I never learn. The way I always revert to my old ways. I am my own heaven and hell, I say. And it overwhelms me at times, the pain I mean. It catches me when Im least expecting it. The same way you turn on the shower expecting the cold water to wash over after a hot summer day, only to find out that somebody had turned on the heater and now you realize that the water is slowly scalding your skin. An understatement ofcourse, the comparison I made. Uncomparable to the real thing. Slapped twice, stabbed thrice. Execrable. Detestable. Extremely bad. And I thought I was nobodys fool. Laughed so hard at the thought. Simply believed it was not subject to the laws of space and time. Well, guess whos laughing now. Indisputable. Incontrovertible. Unquestionable. Unchallenged. How your bad for me. I knew that fact. That mathematical fact. Tried to bear that in mind. Dwelled upon the idea unceasingly. Perpetually even. Made it a mental stain. Guess logic lost. Stupid girl! No excuses and alibis this time. No make believe tourniquets. Cant simply shrug this one off. What next Love?! What next?! Oh no..talking to myself again. Tsk tsk tsk. Definitely a bad sign.

TORETE

May 28th, 2006 by maylynnrocks

Fairies



Sandali na lang

Maari bang pagbigyan

Aalis na nga

Maaari bang hawakan ang iyong mga kamay

Sana ay maabot ng langit ang iyong mga ngiti

Sana ay masilip

Wag kang mag-alala

Di ko ipipilit sa ‘yo

Kahit na lilipad ang isip ko’y torete sa ‘yo

Ilang gabi pa nga lang
Nang tayo’y pinagtagpo

Na parang may tumulak

Nanlalamig, nanginginig na ako

Akala ko nung una

May bukas ang ganito

Mabuti pang umiwas

Pero salamat na rin at nagtagpo

Torete ako sa’yo…

                   :excerpts from Torete of Moonstar88

                          Tnx Tyra for reminding me bout the song! It goes out to

                           all the guys Ive ever been infatuated in…hehehe :P

                   

Love Stinks!…

May 14th, 2006 by maylynnrocks

            

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                                                What hurts… ??!!


>:: letting go of a person u’ve just learned to love

 

>:: reminiscing the good times u shared together

>:: shielding ur heart to love somebody

>:: trying to hide what u really feel (hehehe…hidden desire ang show!)

>:: trying to hide the tears that involuntarily fall
from ur eyes

>:: loving a person too much

>:: giving up someone u never thought of giving up

>:: having the right love at the wrong time

>:: taking the risk to fall in love again
(Chem…imoha ni! am i ryt?! hehehe)

>:: hiding ur relationship from someone else

>:: controlling ur feelings to avoid hurting a friend (naa jud Polar Bear ma-igo..hehehe)

>:: thinking of him every waking and sleeping
moment knowing all the while
that he never even
thinks a single thought of
you
 

>:: letting go, because everytime you see the
person, you only fall deeper
(kang sexy eyes sup ni  cya…hehehe…code name nlng ta ani!)

>:: holding back only to find out when it’s too late,
you both felt
the same way, but were only scared to lose
each other so much
that you didn’t let the feelings out

>:: falling inlove with someone you didnt mean to
fall in love with

>:: finding the perfect man…with only one
problem…. he doesnt love you…

>:: helping the one you love court your friend

>:: seeing the one you love crying for someone else

>:: the waiting also hurts like hell

>:: having to hear "… I’ve met someone" (Ouch!!!…can i hit on rewind please?!?)

>:: agreeing to his wish to ‘just be friends’. 

>:: asking his freedom back because he’d be
happier with her

>:: asking u to ‘forget that everything happened’ and
be ‘normal’ friends again.

>:: hearing that u’re treated as a big sis

>:: sharing his future plans for the girl with you. 

>:: u stopped being friends because his gf asked
him to.   

>:: being denied in front of people.

>:: telling u lies where he’d been when actually, he
was with a
‘new friend’ or an ‘old flame’

>:: he told u he’d be leaving you to return to his ex
(the one he left 4 you!)

>:: breaking someone’s heart

>:: fighting for that one thing that would make you
happy;
that is, holding on to a person who can not
guarantee you
his commitment unless he fixed himself…
then, you are left hanging for the
moment…then he says,
time will tell…but you still decided to hope in
him and trust him

>:: PRETENDING you’re OK when inside you’re
dying…
(igo nsad!…paita oi!!! when will the madness end!?! hehehe)

>:: PRETENDING to be strong…. and
RECOGNIZING your weakness

>:: lying in bed each night, thinking of that special
person you can never have…
 

>:: being with someone you can’t actually love…

>:: pretending you don’t love a person whom you
actually love…

>:: being in love…

>:: letting go even if you really don’t want to…
having no right to say you are hurting,
because it
was your decision

>:: seeing the person you love hurt because of
you…
and not being able to help that person…

>:: having the courage to say I LOVE YOU to the
person you
love and finding out afterwards that things will
never be
the same again when he doesnt treat you with
the same closeness as before

>:: having to face the fact that someone is capable
of
completely destroying the wall that you have
set for yourself,
leaving you weak and vulnerable
 

>:: admitting that you love someone despite his
imperfections
(Cione…relate jud ka ani!!! haha)

>:: finding out that the more you try to hate him,
the more
you end up loving him, perhaps even more
than before…

>:: realizing how stupid your mistakes were that
led to your break-up.

>:: the thought that this guy, used to really love you
and you loved him as well but you didn’t give
enough and
he gave up on you

>:: Sharing the one you love with SOMEBODY
else….."

>:: making a promise….and realizing that when the
time has
come for that promise to be delivered….the
commitment is no longer there…

>:: the hardest thing about love - believing it exists.
After you’ve been hurt…

      …Life is a cycle my friend.

      …Love and get hurt.

      …Get hurt and learn.

      …Learn to forgive.

      …Learn to trust and LOVE again.

Me

April 16th, 2006 by maylynnrocks

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This pretty much sums me up…



 


Swirls of color, fabric of silk
Brea
kfast as simple as cornflakes and milk
Occult fascinates and horror chills
Just a teenager finding some thrills.
Bea
ches of white, oceans of blue,
The love of my life, and it is true.
Nature and music entwine as one,
Homework and papers and books never done
People misunderstand, that is what I can’t stand
Why do
n’t they take me as I am?
I rebel but with a cause
To change all within me that is flawed
Understand me, its not very hard
Emotions play a big part.

Thoughts of mine fly like colors in time,
Sing songs of harmony that fall in rhyme.
Try to understand me is all I ask,
Try to understand me and this too shall pass.

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April 12th, 2006 by maylynnrocks

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It All Makes Perfect Sense, Or So I Say…

April 12th, 2006 by maylynnrocks

Hadn’t quite expected things to turn out the way it turned out. Im happy and I guess he also is. Funny how life seems to unravel such amazing things in such out-of-the-blue way. He doesn’t have to be the guy in the music video…he simply has to be someone who thinks Im worth all the trouble. Don’t know why Im even scribbling this down, still can’t figure out how things arrived at this point. And am I even making sense? I know I don’t, but why? does everything have to make sense?! There are more things in life than having to understand each little detail, I do know that I want my cake and want to eat it too. And as I go on, the more confusing things are. But I like it this way, I know I told you otherwise but sometimes I lie too you know. Caught myself smiling again, thinking of that no one in particular. But does he know that he IS no one in particular?! Seriously doubt that. Seriously doubt that he has any inkling…any iota of awareness of what I seem to be feeling. Yup, it only seems as though this is what I am feeling. Not even sure myself. Not sure of a lot of things these days. Must be from all of the hustle and bustle of life…but hasn’t life always been hustling and bustling?! Why now…when everything…almost made sense. I have to stop reading these stupid novels…makes me think too much.

…I’d like to stay that way.

January 8th, 2006 by maylynnrocks

I was thinking that I might fly today. Just to disprove all the things that you say. It doesn’t take a battalion to be mean. Your words can crush things that are unseen. So please be careful with me, I’m sensitive. And I’d like to stay that way. You always tell me that it’s impossible to be respected, and be a girl. Why’s it gotta be so complicated. Why you gotta tell me if I’m hated. So please be careful with me, I’m sensitive and I’d like to stay that way. I was thinking, that it might do some good. If we robbed the cynics and took all their food. That way what they believe will have taken place. And we can give it everybody who have some faith. So please be careful with me, I’m sensitive. And I’d like to stay that way. I have this theory, that if we told we’re bad. Then that’s the only idea we’ll ever have. But maybe if we are surrounded in beauty, someday we will become what we see ’cause anyone can start a conflict. It’s harder yet to disregard it. I’d rather see the world from another angle. We are everyday angels. Be careful with me ’cause I’d like to stay that way…

I Am The Girl Anachronism

January 7th, 2006 by maylynnrocks

you can tell from the scars on my arms, and cracks in my hips, and the dents in my car, and the blisters on my lips that i’m not the carefullest of girls. you can tell from the glass on the floor, and the strings that’re breaking, and i keep on breaking more and it looks like i am shaking but it’s just the temperature and then again if it were any colder i could disengage, if i were any older i could act my age but i dont think that youd believe me. it’s not the way i’m meant to be. it’s just the way the operation made me.

and you can tell from the state of my room that they let me out too soon and the pills that i ate came a couple years too late and ive got some issues to work through. there i go again pretending to be you. make-believing that i have a soul beneath the surface, trying to convince you
it was accidentally on purpose.

i am not so serious. this passion is a plagiarism. i might join your century but only on a rare occasion. i was taken out before the labor pains set in and now behold the world’s worst accident. i am the girl anachronism!

and you can tell by the red in my eyes and the bruises on my thighs and the knots in my hair and the bathtub full of flies that i’m not right now at all there i go again pretending that i’ll fall don’t call the doctors cause they’ve seen it all before they’ll say just let her crash and burn she’ll learn the attention just encourages her.

and you can tell from the full-body cast that i’m sorry that i asked
though you did everything you could (like any decent person would) but i might be catching so don’t touch you’ll start believeing youre immune to gravity and stuff don’t get me wet because the bandages will all come off.

and you can tell from the smoke at the stake that the current state is critical well it is the little things, for instance: in the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses: please excuse her for the day, its just the way the medication makes her…

i dont necessarily believe there is a cure for this so i might join your century but only as a doubtful guest i was too precarious removed as a caesarian behold the worlds worst accident
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM