journey not a destination

we always fuck the ones we love, but we dont always love the ones we fuck

we always reach the point where we’ll able to fuck them like a whore, make them baboy without minding , and still be good friends at the same time.

it was a journey , but not a destination

but when the journey will stop? and when we will know our destination?

breaking rules?

i have problem with rules, don't i?
well i try to stop but i cant. i guess something in me keeps making me do it.
i know im not alone in my plight , more of my colleagues have the same problem, but i don't know why, why in the hell im always on the top of the pile.
sometimes i think bad shape in life was really my destiny, coz most of the time, my problem crop up after Ive experienced a genuine renewal. what a terrible irony, to be filled with changes and be plagued with apparently incurable problems! the harder i tried, the harder as it gets, life is not fair.
pero sabagay some says, be happy because everything is alright, but i also realized, that's not the right definition of happy ,
for me, you should be happy because while everything is complicated, you re still doin fine baby, hehehe