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M Domondon
Sept. 3, 1988
Self-Proclaimed Genius and Sex God Extraordinaire

   "Every morning when I wake up, I experience an exquisite joy, the joy of being Salvador Dali, and I ask myself in rapture:What wonderful things is this Salvador Dali going to accomplish today?"

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

>> Goodbye Rory

Rory lied to me.

All his music were symphonies from other people, some of which aren't that obscure. He also made up the Alex I knew. They're not really friends. I feel very stupid and manipulated. I really don't want to write about it because I might cry or I might get into depression.

I talked to him today. Quite honestly, it's probably not the last time I'll talk to him. I still love him. I still want to be with him. But I can't find it in myself to trust him anymore.

Pretty soon we're going to have to say goodbye.

I did get to talk to Ate Bing about it. I'm very grateful for her presence. We relate to each other and we're pretty much the same person in a couple of ways. She said she saw herself in me while I was telling her about Rory.

But I can't be sad. I've come too far. And this is what God wants for me now. He wants me to do it alone. If he took away Mom and Rory from me, then it must mean he has faith in me that I could go on by myself. I'm not going to go back to Cebu next week. At least, that's what I hope. I want to stay here and keep on working on myself. Besides, you can never really build your aura up too much.

I'm feeling very Damien Rice. But I'm going to be fine.

- - - -
And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new

- The Blower's Daughter, Damien Rice

# posted by D'ken the Intern | 5:38 PM

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