Putangnamopolis

Ok so im deliberately writing this post because i cannot contain myself. Whyyy. Why now. Why do i feel this way. Sobrang labo lang. You know and i know i dont care for quite a long time. But why do i feel this way now. Sobrang wtf lang. This space i have, this 303am, is my safe haven. So i really think this is the only way i can send the message to you. I know, you know, we both know that you read this.

I miss you badly. And i hate that i may be receiving wrong signals...

How are you? How is your life?

Whats with the recent thought you are sharing???

I get confuse because i smile when i read them.

Answer me or at least tell a story.

Putangnamoka!

A strong expression that can be positive or negative.

Pero positive eh. Putangnamoka, you make me check your account.

Putangnamoka, you let me think about you at times. Recently, at least.

Putangnamoka, why you do this.

Putangnamoka, :).

You better figure out yourself, or else, this blog might just vanish.

Ps. Once again, i get jealous for no apparent reason... Ugh.