Sixteen Degrees to Reality

I have no responsibilities. I fly when I want to, I play with the rain when I need to. I do not know what stress means. Nor deadlines, hassle, sickness, and pain.

My mind doesn’t stab my head when I get more than four hours of sleep. When I get 12 hours, my face becomes lustrous of bronze, and contentment.

My mind does not know how to worry, because it is not needed.

And ah, the heart? "The heart is only practical when it is breakable," says the Wizard of Oz.

You never really lost the capability to feel…

You just lost the ability to love… Me.

I knew one line could tick you off and make you disgust me completely.

And I made the stupid mistake of saying that I needed you.

Why can’t I just hate you?

When  you’re making me feel, with due respect, like sh*t…

There’s comfort in showers knowing that your eyes are not wet solely because of tears.

Yes, maybe nasakal nga kita. but after talking about it and meeting at gateway for the last time, you weren’t anymore. For three weeks you were living your life. Then you wanted to live for the world again.

But did I ever stop you?

Did I ever ask you to live for me in the first place?

All I wanted was for you to show me in your own way, that you constantly cared for me…

Kung gusto nga naman may magagawa talaga…

Go on then. Be free.

"No one can ever outsmart hurt/pain."

Whoever wrote Diane Keaton’s script must be kick arse.

I… am changed. I remember before, the moment I got hurt, I’d run away from pain, giving it a day’s sleep, and then do my own.. er.. sleeping… around. Finding false comfort in a stranger’s embrace… My mind ruled my body, and it knew how to block unwanted memories, unwelcomed feelings…

But I will have none of that anymore.

He did make me feel again… From the moment he showed me the wave… Until he let me drown…

I realized I am human… I accepted happiness just as I’m letting pain in…

He was my Life… I know I’m alive…