super psycho(n.) an immensely disturbed individual who is obsessed with ranting, whining, and blabbering about his life. severely unstable and emotionally undefined, a super psycho should always be dealt with at a distance greater than 50 feet and, with some few doses of aspirin.
WHO THE HELL IS SUPER PSYCHO?
Name:Empermeen Mallawee
Nickname:Elp, Elf, Elfer, Elper, Emper, Empermeen, Buknoy, Boknoy, Bok, Mallawee
Age: I am 15. And I mean it.
Address: Honestly?
Favorite Color: Green, Orange
Favorite Food: Rodic's Jumbosilog
Motto in Life: Abolish our selves.
Favorite High School Subject: Biology
Most Hated High School Subject: Values Education
Most Unforgettable Experience: When I abolished my self.
Most Embarrassing Experience: When I abolished my self.
Who is your Crush: My self.
Do you think autograph questions are dumb?: Super.
So why are you answering this?: Why do you care.
Ambition in Life: To be a Super star.
What is Love: Love is what you say when 'horny' doesn't sound right.
If you were a deodorant scent, what would you be?: Natural Scent.
Your film biopic's title would be: E-pal
One word that best describes you: Magnificent.
What can you say about PGMA?: She has a mole on her face.
How about Josepha Estrada?:His stomach is really big.
How about Angel Locsin?:Her face looks too small.
Your alter ego's name is: Kokey
Dedication: World Peace.
Any Last Words?: Rrrawwrr.I'M EVERYWHERE!
We're Just Friends...ter
Yahoo Me, Yahoo You
GIMME MORE! MORE...BLOGS
Allan Habon
Riley Palanca
Aio Arzadon
Cess Carlos
Leya Sumbeling MY FANS SAY THAT...
A HISTORY OF PSYCHOSIS
Nickname:Elp, Elf, Elfer, Elper, Emper, Empermeen, Buknoy, Boknoy, Bok, Mallawee
Age: I am 15. And I mean it.
Address: Honestly?
Favorite Color: Green, Orange
Favorite Food: Rodic's Jumbosilog
Motto in Life: Abolish our selves.
Favorite High School Subject: Biology
Most Hated High School Subject: Values Education
Most Unforgettable Experience: When I abolished my self.
Most Embarrassing Experience: When I abolished my self.
Who is your Crush: My self.
Do you think autograph questions are dumb?: Super.
So why are you answering this?: Why do you care.
Ambition in Life: To be a Super star.
What is Love: Love is what you say when 'horny' doesn't sound right.
If you were a deodorant scent, what would you be?: Natural Scent.
Your film biopic's title would be: E-pal
One word that best describes you: Magnificent.
What can you say about PGMA?: She has a mole on her face.
How about Josepha Estrada?:His stomach is really big.
How about Angel Locsin?:Her face looks too small.
Your alter ego's name is: Kokey
Dedication: World Peace.
Any Last Words?: Rrrawwrr.
We're Just Friends...ter
Yahoo Me, Yahoo You
Allan Habon
Riley Palanca
Aio Arzadon
Cess Carlos
Monday, August 21, 2006
Death of Stars:
shine and fade away
shine and fade away
yesterday i found the meaning of happiness. something that i had been searching for for the last few years of my life. blame it to adolescence, or pain, or the overwhelming feeling of deceit. but from where i stand now, everything else is like a speck of worthlessnes as they lay close to the new meaning of my joy. and i thought it would stay that way for quite a time, at least, until i open my eyes again to the unyielding truths of living. and now, my meaning of happiness had been lost again. and i don't know where to start looking for it. it just slipped away. i'll be waiting. i don't know. you never told me anything to which i can hold on.
ii. burst of desire
i hate connections. i hate forging social hoolas just to make my life secure. i have always been relying to reality, and the truth, to give my life even the slightest sense of meaning. i never believed in faking things, or perverting reality, just so we can create our own world that opposes the universe that lies in front of us. i don't know why i am saying these things, even though they have rather distant connections to what i have been keeping inside lately. perhaps this is the curse of sadness, you are immersed to much on the failure of your desire.my desires, are gone.
we live to know. and we breathe to exist. and we may never know what will happen until these things come. that is why i wonder how you could say such things definitively, if you never opened up a room for anything. i held a proposition, something so rare. and i never thought somebody could find it so horrible, so worthless. my life may be so unhappy, but i still breathe to give it joy. and i tried to give it even the faintest flicker of meaning through you. but what i get are denials, the stinging wrath of failures. but i won't give up, what just sucks is that as long as you close your mind you will never open yourself up for other thoughts, my thoughts. and as long as you believe too much on your predictions, your life will never see the dawn of newer things. it hurts that somebody can end my battle in silence. the nothingness of a fearing silence. i never stood up for my desires, i just let them come and go. and now that i sucked in all the courage i can have, the struggle of my belief just came crashing towards me. i am not forcing you. what i mean is just to let things be so, and never put an end to things that had never even started yet. another chance and i wont blow it up.
i feel too pissed off to talk about the things i wanted to say. maybe next time.
we desire things not because they give us joy. they give us joy because we desire them.
i don't know. i'll just wait.wait with me, pls.
ii. burst of desire
i hate connections. i hate forging social hoolas just to make my life secure. i have always been relying to reality, and the truth, to give my life even the slightest sense of meaning. i never believed in faking things, or perverting reality, just so we can create our own world that opposes the universe that lies in front of us. i don't know why i am saying these things, even though they have rather distant connections to what i have been keeping inside lately. perhaps this is the curse of sadness, you are immersed to much on the failure of your desire.my desires, are gone.
we live to know. and we breathe to exist. and we may never know what will happen until these things come. that is why i wonder how you could say such things definitively, if you never opened up a room for anything. i held a proposition, something so rare. and i never thought somebody could find it so horrible, so worthless. my life may be so unhappy, but i still breathe to give it joy. and i tried to give it even the faintest flicker of meaning through you. but what i get are denials, the stinging wrath of failures. but i won't give up, what just sucks is that as long as you close your mind you will never open yourself up for other thoughts, my thoughts. and as long as you believe too much on your predictions, your life will never see the dawn of newer things. it hurts that somebody can end my battle in silence. the nothingness of a fearing silence. i never stood up for my desires, i just let them come and go. and now that i sucked in all the courage i can have, the struggle of my belief just came crashing towards me. i am not forcing you. what i mean is just to let things be so, and never put an end to things that had never even started yet. another chance and i wont blow it up.
i feel too pissed off to talk about the things i wanted to say. maybe next time.
we desire things not because they give us joy. they give us joy because we desire them.
i don't know. i'll just wait.wait with me, pls.
Labels: Depression, Love
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