fury. scorn.

"In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hand
And ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter—bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."

- Stephen Crane
"The Heart"

i realized how much provincial rut is there in this city.
pond scums
and chismosas.

kalinit.

fyi, i don't have a kid. that baby on my friendster profile is my one and only darling nephew.

suya?

TUWAD!