janini’s lair

hay naku. di ako makagawa ng blog. may tumitingin. harharhar…

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liberated girls are not only fun. they are open and more mature. realistic and practical. they could handle things that a wuzzie cannot. sometimes I dream of becoming just like them. these girls who could party and live under their own reign. some people…especially those who doesn’t know me judge me as such. not knowing that when failure sinks in, I become a wuzie. that when pain becomes unbearable, I curl into a fetal position because I yearn for the womb-like safety I had for nine months.

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some people think that they others better.they believe that they know what’s best for the people they love yet they fail to recognize that they themselves are perpetuating the lives of these people. they fail to recognize that the very eccentricities that makes others different them are the very things that makes life as it is. exuberant. worthwhile. special.

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each of us represents a sunray that lits the world. the respect we give to the dissenting sunrays near us reflects the respect that we want others to give to us.

some sunrays appear to be a little twisted. a little different. a little annoying and disgusting. but what is inside these sunrays are in turn what sustains the light that keeps the world alive.

I appeal to the so-called rosy and better sunsrays out there to wait and give the little twisted sunrays a break before annihilating them into oblivion. they say that the meek shall inherit the earth. well, I believe that the worthy prevails. outshining the others who pretend to be better.

’nuff said.