I miss the long walks on the beach.. the feel of the sand and water. I miss the strong wind blowing against my face... I miss the waves... the men flying.. I miss the hand that held mine.. I miss the arms that kept me warm.. but most of all, I miss the one I couldn't call mine....
pieces of me
makes me wanna jump
love me or hate me, but spare me your indifference
- imai
- Philippines
- i read a lot. i try to write as beautifully as i can. i dance well. i don't sing, but i sometimes do unconsciously. if i can splurge on two things, it would be on bags and books. i hope to travel. i want to get married, but i'm starting to believe that i am not marriage-material. i pray for a baby girl though, with curly hair and a pair of dimples. i am afraid of lizards and mascots. if you want to kill me, or at least see me cry, show me either of the two. i smoke a lot, but i am not addicted. i am forever battling with my weight. i am short and chubby (imagining a teapot eh??). i am not beautiful, nor pretty, but i have a great personality that draws people to me. ;) i laugh a lot. i hate confrontations and i don't like being lied to. i forgive, but seldom forget. i fall in love effortlessly. i've been hurt deeply, but healed in time. i will try anything at least once. i have a restless soul. i am 30 years old, and still trying to make sense of it all...
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