I wish....

I wish i loved you? that icon stood out. i must say.
but one wish i could never forget... was... I wished for you. :|

Stories told in not much of a hushed tone. better yet a free tone. :) noise level over the top. The banging onto the table. One person fell. :| too into the kwentos. One knife picked up and ran through the fingers. or between each finger. or else blood would've dripped and poor little girl gets rushed to the hospital. another THE story would be told in cooking class. straight up to pinoy. one odd teacher. nationalistic? not. thought so. lunch. subjects. wait. ANDRE! WHERE'S ANDRE? WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ANDRE? maybe eating some red lobster sir. hahahaha! then lit came. Gubalicous! christmas lights! :D loves it! :D

then one more vandalized back of the pad. yes. keep it. own it. read it. i liberated myself and wrote with freedom. keep it.i promise.