One month’s worth of charade, but the residue of the week was enough to end the guiltless self-destruction the soul of my dissociate personality (aka pokpok/keropi) was going through. The plan was to allow the body to wander, strain facial muscles from laughing, and drain the lacrimal gland from tears. It was an intelligent move (or so I thought), with the ulterior motive of exhausting oneself with selfish and malicious desires. Other species must be ignored, their silence respected, while those who come my way must be destroyed. The week was simple, crystal clear, and perfectly pure.
And I saw that it was good.
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But nothing lasts forever, and pokpok/keropi must choose: stay in my body, or forever wander and suffer invisible orgasmic hell, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth. (At di mo pa alam kung sino tumira sayo. )
Her decision:
Tangna, stay na lang noh?!! Konting tyaga lang, at libo-libo syete mil kilometrong pasensya, masaya parin naman kahit pano e. Dami pa kasing dramang nalalaman, iiyak din naman.
Case dismissed.
Date: july 22, 2006
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Welcome back pechay (fm and pokpok/keropi combined)!!!
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