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A slight movement next to her made her shift her hazy attention from her window to her left side, finding first tousled dark hair covering a tan face resting on her pillow. The sight made her face warm, and her body deliciously giddy with a strange happiness and contentment she had only had the pleasure of feeling once in a while. She became slightly more awake, then; remembering all the things that happened after the curtains were put up, her face even warmer by the time she forced herself out of her reverie. She was his, and knowing that little fact made her happy to the tips of her very satisfied toes. Making little movement, she carefully lifted her hand to lightly brush away his hair from his sleeping face, a fond smile slowly growing on her lips as more of his countenance was revealed to her. That she was lucky was all she could think of in that moment; just watching him breathe in and breathe out the same air she was breathing, sleeping in the same bed as she was. She let her gaze wander as her mind did, absently wetting her lips at the sight of his bare arms and chest, remembering how each mark appeared to be here and there before sighing as the sheets covered the rest of his body.

She smiled. No doubt she had similar marks on her skin; as accepting as he was of her, she had been of him as well. A soft sigh escaped her as she stretched languidly, careful not to stir anything too much, not wanting to disturb him.

But she felt a hand smoothly sliding across her bare abdomen, and sure enough when she turned her head, his sleep-filled eyes steadily met her own. A soft smile was on his plump lips, and she couldn’t help but return one of her own as he gently pulled her close to him, his hand slowly snaking to her lower back as she rolled onto her side to be closer to him. Their lips met briefly, almost shyly as they silently greeted each other in the soft light of the morning. Her hand strayed to his chest while his steadily rubbed slow circles on her skin just above the curve of her buttocks, soothing a small kink she didn’t realize she had until he touched it. She mewled softly in appreciation, and she heard him murmur in return.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning.”

If a robber is caught by the police, but the person he robbed from didn’t want to press charges, would it be fair to the other people he had stolen from? If a mayor’s daughter was murdered, and the mayor insists on putting all the police efforts on catching the killer, would it be fair to the other families whose loved ones were murdered by other people?

There are rules against this, of course. But the human component of insistence, persistence, cunning, and that particular habit of picking which rules apply to oneself steps in to ensure that one gets what one desires. It is this very thing that fucking pisses me off.

How can one stay objective and fair if things are taken into personal account? How can one’s judgment not be clouded when personal “feelings” are at stake (especially that most annoying thing called pride)? Every little thing is a personal matter in one way or another.

I am so incredibly confused and annoyed.

I wasted four months of my life on that stupid game. Man. (I’m still at it though; but not as much. EH CRIMMY <3)

Lately I have been looking to other people for some kind of approval that what I’m doing is not completely useless. I’ve noticed that it’s growing in frequency as the years go by. Naturally I’d put on some bullshit about not caring what people think; but there are these people in my life whose opinions I value so much that it’d probably a big hit to my pride if they ever said anything negative about me or what I’m doing.

No—I’d probably want to dig a hole and die in it—would be a better way to put it.

God. When did I become this spineless? Or maybe I’m just not satisfied anymore.

I didn’t think I’d get this addicted to a Gaia-esque social networking site. I just had to prove myself wrong. The site is like Gaia and Cyworld mixed into one. You start with an avatar called a “Selfy” which you can dress up. Your Selfy also has a room that it can hang out at with friends. You can also furnish that room. Furnishings and clothing require Chibi Coins which you can get by going around the community and doing some activities. For example, logging in can get you 5 coins per day, participating in polls can get you 20 coins, etc.

It’s pretty awesome. 3: You get 300 coins for signing up, and if you sign up under a referral, you get 200 more coins. 500 coins is enough to get you a full outfit and some furniture.

What also makes them captivating is that they have so much events going on at one time. They also have pets. Which I want and I will obtain eventually.

So I compel you to join me. Kinda. :c

your quiet and subtle manner
takes my breath away
now i can’t seem to breathe
when you’re not with me

take responsibility
you probably didn’t ask for me
and i didn’t ask for you
but here we are

two people in a circumstance
we can’t really avoid
not quite in love but
not also quite friends

Happy Valentine’s Day and Happy Chinese New Year.

…and chores. No Filipino (not even the halfies) can survive life without chores. Har. :c

I should take up writing again.

You know what? Fuck you and your hypocrisy.

On another note, I’m exploding weeks of frustration/anger/shit on you. Be flattered.

I mean, I got a bucket of water stored for when anyone needs to flush the toilet during the day. Then there’s pitchers of water in the fridge.

I CAN DO DIS…!!!

Nobody tells me nothin’. D:<

I need to replace my computer chair, but I like it so much that I can’t bring myself to do it. Such a quandary to be in.