I used to be pretty sure about getting a tattoo when I’m older but now I worry what I could possibly get that wouldn’t be generic, would be personal but at the same time could mean the same thing to me 30 years from now.
I’ve only realized just now how life has ruined forever for me.
Or is that the point of tattoos?
(via unicornhair)
Hello I’m Telle and this is the week where I have two exams for each of my two subjects for the summer. The week starts tomorrow and I haven’t done anything but spend all my money on finds in Bookay Ukay.
The finds include Issue No. 14 of Contemporary Art Philippines with features on Napoleon Abueva and Lyra Garcellano, Profiles: A Compilation of Faces which seem like something put together by kids from CAL, and a colored picture book of Valentines Vintage Holiday Graphics.
I also had Hunter S. Thompson’s Hey Rube reserved for Friday. I also grabbed a copy of the mini-pamphlets from Juice that they have there. It’s the Valentine’s Issue with Pilar Dollano and Apol Sta. Maria on the cover.
Broke and pressured to catch up on studying but very happy
The only thing that made me sad today was that a woman who looked really nice spilled the Coke from her Jollibee take-out on the jeep. It was really sad for some reason though it didn’t seem like much of a deal to anyone else at the time. But when they’re home and when we’re all quietly in our own homes what if her kid gets thirsty from the burger
Owen as I know him.
(Source: krakenrollsummer)
Fools who buy diamonds from gypsies
Road less taken
Mauanan, Rizal
Cagayan, Philippines
estranged and in love (i do, i would, i will)
i wrote this song out of the blue because i really enjoy the idea of a couple detached from family and friends but have both platonic and romantic love for each other, a you-and-me-versus-the-world kind of thing
i took her out to see some bands
and she said, nobody does this for me anymore
i said, i do, i would, i will
and then i wrote her a song
and she said, nobody loves me like this anymore
i said, i do, i would, i willi’ve been lonesome and it’s cool that you’re here
i could die if i blew it, die if i blew it
i heard a whisper in my ear
and i said, nobody calls me my name anymore
she said, i do, i would, i will
and then she fixed up my hair
and i said, nobody says i look good anymore
she said, i do, i would, i will
i don’t know what comes next after this
i would tell you if i knew it, tell you if i knew it
but there’s beauty in our time running out
and i don’t wanna see through it, i don’t wanna see through it
CAN I JUST
is when one thoroughly understands [before he] adamantly rejects’
