And we all have one hope: to live.

Stop being double-minded, my dear. Let's go now. :)

And won't you tell me if it was the voice of an angel I heard or my own flesh in sweet disguise?

At least for the moment, in my eyes, the most beautiful of all is a love of mutual possession and mutual surrender.

And maybe, the mysteries of this world are merely intertwined constructs guised as paradoxes.

Sometimes, it's the person who moves away that gets left behind.

I'm leaving, and I'm more scared of leaving than going.

Mag-aral ka ngayong Decembreak, dumbass.

Dear, do you know where you're going?

Pathetic and Conceited

Your words had cut me hard and deep, but I only smiled back at you; and I will keep on smiling because no matter how much tears I silently shed, you already hold a part of me.

Sleep is our daily dose of nicotine.

Don't you think you're a tad late thinking twice?

It's the happiest sad ending I have ever known.

Can you stop forgetting you don't like long nails?

So when do you wish to plan your death, madame?

That scab was no fun at all.

It is during our weakest times when love is most intense.

Our greatest regret is not what we have done but what we have not done.

When you have all these thoughts running in your head, being alone in a room isn't so silent.

And I realized that we have no Christmas tree.

Oh, you. You, deadly glue.