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the author
lost? run home.  Criselle Ann. 21. aka Ann/ Crizy/ Kirk/Tish. Registered Nurse. eclectic. ironic.
adores: weekends. graffiti. journals. guitar demons. star-dotted skies. pink clouds. notebooks. cool rainy days. fat penguins. friendly robots.
note: hey i rule around here so be nice alright? no hate messages pls. constructive comments shall be appreciated.
 history
August 2007
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optimism comes in waves*reckless imprudence*thursday in manila*long-awaited*mom thing*bummer of the week*jeepney*my scholarly bf*what's left of a summer*i write*2years*hell of a sunday*hiatus*seeing red*curve* not-so-secret love affair*dissent*unfortunate events*my xmas tree*Lomolove*drama*perya at peanuts*3 down*enough bacon*9signs*ban love letters*chonkeys*erap proclaimed guilty*alcohol-pink lips*
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4.26.2008
jeepney
 So this is how they attack, the pangs of uninvited solitude. Unkind, relentless. pressing, not leaving. Streaks of blurry images, they roll by happily. Teasing, mocking me... emphasizing the emptiness that the next seat brings. Strange faces hop in and go. But your warm presence stays absent. Where are you? Sit beside me like you have before. How long shall this solitary jeepney ride go? ..my exaggerated thoughts while sitting alone in a jeepney. ann.04.26.08.  Labels: making sense, photography, poetry ann.screams.hearts. brain cells worked at around: 10:03 AM. |
