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Aizanity Quote of the Day 26
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I can't give you shit. I can't give what I don't have. I'm just a happy elephant, but I wouldn't let a mice get through me.
Excerpt From Journal Entry 06/03/12
I need to shake whatever I am feeling off. It must've been the tequila shots from last night. Or the Bacardi shots that followed the tequila shower. But, most certainly it can't be because of the San Miguel Light that capped the dancing. I can accredit it to the lack of sleep or rather to the one-hour nap which replaced what supposed to be a twelve hour sleep marathon. Caffeine may be to blame too. Sipped Vanilla Coffee in McDo after logging in to the office. Yeah, my breakfast out was practically a paid activity. Or it could be the working on a Sunday fever. Or... it could be those reckless nights that I have with my untamed side, my imprudent behavior in front of the people that I barely know. Or the thought that once again proves that I am having a tremendously difficult time to stay, err, faithful. Eversince he broke me, I am not whole to him again.
If You'd Like to Date Me, Throw Me a Disc
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If You'd Like to Date Me, Throw Me a Disc
If you want to date me, I want to see you play the field first. And, by field I mean, a grassy one. Maybe sandy. Or muddy.
I'd like to see the way you run, the way you change your course as your gut tells you to.
I'd like to know if you can keep your balance when you hit the ground after a great jump catch.
I'd like to know if you can quickly react when your game plan and the actual play opposes and crashes down all your hopes.
I'd like to see you lose yourself all in the name of Ultimate.
I'd like to see you in your most dominant state.
I'd like to see you in a jersey, a chance when you can exhibit all your masculinity, your field-length pools and your sharp cuts and blocks.
I'd like to see your jaws clench and fists curl every time something slips off that would cause you your team's winning.
I'd like to see you push yourself to the limits.
I'd like to see you in most pressing situations.
I'd like to see how you cool your head despite the scorching heat, the consuming thirst, some minor setbacks and injuries.
I'd like to know how you'd handle a hotheaded opponent.
I'd like to know how you'd take in a misjudged foul called in by the one guarding you.
I'd like to see you in a victorious battle.
I'd want to know how your lips curve into a smile whenever you credit for a stat.
I'd want to see you humble down when they praise you.
I'd want to see how you deal with compelling glee brought about by each score and/or winning.
I'd like to see you at the sidelines.
I'd like to know how you support your teammates.
I'd like to watch you catch your breath and gulp down a bottle of water.
I'd like to see you sweat up close. (haha!)
And, I'd like to check if you're checking out those chicks in sport bras and short shorts.
I'd like you to come play with me.
I'd like to know how good you can catch my forehand throws.
I'd want to know how much pressure you'd apply when you throw a disc to me.
I'd like to know if you trust me enough to throw a disc to me during a game.
I'd like to know if you'll cut for me, call my name and catch my throw.
I'd like to know if you can handle me. Or if I can handle you.
If you'd like to date me, throw me a disc.
Magpie Mondays {Wrenching My Way to Happiness
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Wrenching My Way to Happiness
In a world I like the least
is where I consistently find myself,
seeking for reasons to sip my morning coffee,
thinking of fluffy sheep jumping over a daisy
as I lay my head on my pillow.
Struggling to make days work,
molding my cobblestone path,
working on whatever it is
that needs to be wrenched.
Sweat and boredom, mixed and stirred.
I work for my dreams,
I know what are they, though vague and shallow,
I still pray deeply at night
That my carefully laid out gears,
would work for me someday.
*Written for The Magpie Tales
Him
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He was that stranger you wanted to know. You kissed kismet sweetly when a part of his world was tangent to yours. Then you hugged kismet hard enough when his world overlapped yours. He’s that person who can make you forget your standards, the one who can make you dive into a made-up pool of dream, where you two can be free as the fishes on the ocean, and surface the waters after years to gasp for some air. Then, he takes your hand and dive again. He’s that somebody you would beautifully hold your breath for too long, even though you know that you’d start to forget to breathe again. You knew that your veins would pop, but you convince yourself that a little band aid would make you feel better. You always have that box of band aid near you, just in case.
Aizanity Quote of the Day 25
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They say to let go. If he comes back to you, he is yours. But, if he came back and the same shit happened, well I guess you need to let go completely.
Quote: Be my Thrill
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Consistency in comparison to sporadicity; the prior makes you feel wanted the later gives you the thrill and makes you want them more, but it is the weight of your heart's desire that matters the most.
Aizanity Quote of the Day 26
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I love Mondays, Januaries, New Years, mornings and make-ups. Life resets, we need them as often as we can.
Aizanity Quote of the Day 25via
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I'm simple. Making me smile isn't a complicated process.
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