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Di ko gets bakit karamihan mahilig sa babaeng mahiyain, pakipot at pabebe. Naiintindihan ko na fetish yun ng iba or turn on sa kanila, pero bakit?

Mas gusto nyo sa mahinhin type kesa sa prangka/agresibo.

May pagka malisyoso in my point of view sa mga may fetish na ganito. No offense. Parang sadista ba. Kahit pa sabihin mong mahinhin ka din na lalake, lalake ka parin na natu turnon sa ganun type. Parang BDSM. Similar lol...

This is non erotic I just felt like writing this now. So please excuse sa typos Cellphone gamit ko.

Years ago, I posted my hatred no, my grudge? Ano ba pinakamabigat na word for hatred? I posted my hatred against my father. Now, it sounds like a childish rant for me. I was immature I have to admit.

If you ask me how I feel about my dad now? I love him soooo much. He's still alive and lives in the province with my mom and 2 sisters. We visit them as much as possible because his health is deteriorating. Why not send him to the hospital? He does not want to. Ayaw niyang makabitan ng kung anu-anu just to live. If the Lord calls him daw, he is ready to leave.
For us we are not yet ready to let him go. But who are we to stop a God?

"The difference between school and life? In school, you're taught a lesson and then, given a test. In life, you're given a test that teaches you a lesson."(by Tom Bodett) It is so true. I've learned to forgive and lov...

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I'll just leave this here :)...

I asked this question a couple times to those who have messaged me. Some messaged with hopes to get laid; some to be friends (or so they said), and some to comment on my writings or comments (or were those intro to the first?).

And why am I here?

I am not here to get hookups, but to read and probably share stories, which I have. For me, this is a perfect platform for people to be creative, and to get to read about others expose a little part of themselves without being judged or their identities compromised. Personally, I do not mind entertaining messages. I set the tone from the beginning. If a person gets my full attention, who knows what is going to happen. But please do not force it or think girls here just are for f*ck. We share the same interest, but maybe do not share the same lifestyle.

So why are you here?...

Oo nakaka frustrate na mag contribute ng story dito.

Recently naishare ko ang aking experience with an older woman na pinangalanan ko na Miss B.

Nagegets niyo ba kung bakit pinalitan ko ang name at hindi ko binigay ang totoong pangalan? Para protektahan yung identity ng tao, dahil kailangan. Sa kwento, magegets mo na hindi ito sex with a stranger story. Matagal na kami magkakilala ni madam bago pa nangyari itong naikwento ko.

May part ng story ang tungkol sa may nagsulat ng kwento tungkol sa kanya sa P*E*tic*. Nilagay ko yun dahil importante sa kwento. Na share ko rin na yung nagsulat ng kwento nilagay ang totoong pangalan ni B.

Dami nag comment. Dami ako nakuha message sa inbox ko. Pero hindi dahil nagustuhan nila yung kwento.

Kundi dahil gusto nila makuha yung link dun sa kwento tungkol kay B sa nasabi kong site. Tingin niyo dahil sa kwento? Hindi. Dahil andun ang totoong pangalan ni B.

Kapag nakuha ang name, pwedeng...

"Maganda ka naman pala bat ka nahihiya", if I remember it right, ang unang unang mensaheng natanggap ko mula sa'yo.

Sa simpleng pagsasabi mo ng mga katagang iyan, doon nagsimula ang ating usapan ng hindi natin namamalayan.

Sa paglipas ng mga araw, mas lalo tayong napapalapit sa isa't isa dahil na rin sa halos magkapareho tayo ng hilig. Mas nagkapalagayan tayo ng loob. Napag uusapan natin lahat ng bagay at ang nakakatuwa doon nakaabot na tayo sa ibang planeta dahil sa mga aliens. Sobrang naaamaze ako sa katalinuhan mo.

At sa mga araw na kausap kita, alam ko na darating talaga sa punto na mahuhulog ako sa'yo. At alam ko sa sarili kong hindi na ako makakaahon kapag dumating ako sa puntong iyon. At iyon nga ang nangyari.
Iyon ang masakit.
Masakit isipin na sana mas nauna tayong nagkakilala.
Sa panahong walang SIYA.
Walang KAYO.
Pero wala eh!
Dahil una pa lang alam ko ng walang AKO.
at lalong lalo ng walang magiging TAYO....

(Yes) Are you there?
(Is it) Wonderful to know...
(All the ghosts) All the ghosts... Freak my selfish out...
My Mind is happy...
(Need to learn to let it go) I know you'd do no harm to me...
(But) Since you've been gone I've been lost inside...
Tried and failed as we walked by the riverside...
(I wish you could see the love in her eyes) The best friend that eluded... You lost in time...
(Burned alive in the heat of a grieving mind) What can I say now?
And it couldn't be more wrong 'cause there's no one there...
(Unmistakably lost and without a care) Lost all the love that we could have shared...
And it's wearing me down...
And it's turning me 'round...
And I can't find a way now... To find it out...
(Where are you when I need you) Are you there?...

Sobrang tahimik ang bahay at wala man lang ako maisip gawin bukod sa pamamapak ng milo. Nakatingin ako sa kumukurap na cursor ng laptop at nagiisip ng pagpapatay ng oras. Sawa na rin kasi ako maglaro ng mga online games at panonood sa kung ano anong site. Naubos na rin mga babasahing libro at wala na rin akong maisip na mga conspiracy theories na magandang paglaanan ng oras at imbestigahan. Wala rin ako sa mood na matulog bukod sa napakainit ng panahon eh sayang ang tutulong laway sa unan ko. Magagamit ko pa yun sa pakikipagusap sa kliyente ko.

Sunubukan ko naman na makipagkwentuhan dito sa chatroom. Naboring din ako dahil puro hingi ng hingi ng number ko ang mga purpol (pero joke lang yun). Hindi dahil sa walang sense sila kausap pero dahil wala akong kwenta kausap. Pilosopo ako sumagot minsan kaya minsan may napipikon.Tumagal din naman ang pakikipagkwentuhan ko ng pitong minuto. Naisip ko na lang magbasa ng balita. Pero dahil nasa Pilipinas ako, nagbasa ako ng showbiz...

This morning I got a call from an old friend. In the middle of or conversation she suddenly quipped, "You're smiling."

"Am I? How do you know?" I asked amused by her statement.

"How's your heart my dear?" She asked me instead of answering.

"Happy I guess? Hmmm no. I am happy." I sounded so sure. Our happy exchange of how are you's was interrupted when Tucker barked and started fussing.

"I have to go, need to take Tucker out. Talk to you soon okay?" I told my friend before hunging up.

I sat on the front steps as Tucker did his mornin business. I remembered what I told my friend when she asked the state of my heart. On most occassions, I would say "still beating or eto balot ng taba," followed by a hearty laugh.

Happy heart. And I was so sure. Seems like my happy pill is doing a great job keeping my heart happy.

How about you? How's your heart my dear?...

Sobrang nkakalibog pala yung nakikita mo partner mo nag sho show sa camfrog . May nakapag try naba sa inyo neto ?...