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 "Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, the beautiful Lilianne Ezperanza!"

Breathe in, breathe out. After seven long years of hiding, this is my big reveal.
Seven long years of repairing, recovering my lost self. Seven years of rebuilding, reshaping my life. It's amazing really, how five months ruined me, everything I believed in, and everyone I cared for. Five months that had to be reversed by seven years.
I walked out, with my carefully perfected catwalk. I was greeted by flashing lights, by applause. I smiled, nodded at the familiar faces. I was presented with a bouquet of flowers, and smiled my perfect smile, my smile reaching my eyes for the first time in a long time. I looked around, and recognized the movement.
My smile wavered for a bit, but my steely composure will never shatter now. Sure, I remember everything, every word, every action, every single second. But I'm happy to say that I'm over everything now. Honestly, I realize with relief.
I smiled brighter, even laughing with joy.. Real joy this time. With a final wave to my adoring audience, I turn, and go back to the dressing rooms to prepare for the interviews. I glanced back once, and met his eyes.
Those clear brown eyes I know all too well. I've seen anger, lust, love, sadness, and insanity in those eyes. I've stared into those eyes pleading for salvation, for an end to everything, but I never got any. I remembered the early moments that led me to believe I was in love with someone who finally cared. Someone who actually took the time to understand me, to know me, to memorize every single detail of me.
Those eyes showed me that I can be free, that I can be happy and the world didn't end. He was my savior from all the creatures under my bed, the monsters inside my head. The one who can make the skeletons in the closet vanish. I can stare into those eyes and say what I want, when I want without any reservations and without fear of being judged.
Sadly, those same eyes were the eyes I stared into while the one who owns them.. I shook myself from the recollections. I promised myself that I would never think of these messages ever again. Not today, not ever. This is all in the past now. I'm over everything that has happened. I have forgiven, I have not forgotten, but I will no longer remember.
I break the eye contact, close my eyes and breathe in, and breathe out. I will be okay. I am okay.
I have moved on.
Inspired by: Unlove You - KZ Tandingan

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by on April 10, 2016
  "Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, the beautiful Lilianne Ezperanza!" Breathe in, breathe out. After seven long years of h...
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 SHE WILL BE LOVED

by: sixteenblueraindrops.       Jordan Alex San Gabriel -          Partner ko sa kalokohan. Matangkad, gwapo, matalino. Crush ng campus. Musikero. Bestfriend ko ever since first year high school kahit na hindi kami nagpapansinan nung elementary kami. Palibhasa kase tabatchoy na suplado pa. at choosy! Kaya daw di nia ko pinapnsin kase di ko xa pinapansin! Ay, ma-pride si kuya! Primary confidante ko pagdating sa mga reklamo ko sa buhay ko. Boyfriend ko daww??!!   Raven Czamantha Altavista -          Nag-iisang nerd na kilala ko na halimaw sa gitara. Kla mo tatahi-tahimik pero napakagaaling sa music at halimaw nga sa gitara. Maloko rin at feeling close sa lahat ng tao. Plus points na lang yung madali s’yang ayain sa galan at wala masydong arte sa ktawan… I mean, binabagay nia ung arte nia. Maituturing na rin bestfriend ko kahit hindi naman talaga ako nagbebestfriend. Kinaiinisan ng mga babae sa school sa di malamang kadahilanan.     He was always there to help her she always belonged to someone else…   I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door…   Tap on your window, knock on my door I wanna make you feel beautiful…   My heart id and my door’s always open you come anytime you want…   I don’t mind spending everyday… Out on you corner in the pouring rain… Look for the girl with the broken smile… Ask her if she wants to stay a while…   And she will be loved…   She will be loved…
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 No one expected their friendship to last this long. Not with the endless arguments, fights, disagreements and debates that peppered their daily lives. They fought day in, day out, in private and in public. Still, they never stayed angry with each other, well, maybe for a couple of times, but even those times didn't last long enough for their friendship to falter.

  He was a few inches taller than her, enough for him to look down on her during their banters and enough for her to trick him into doing things that she can do herself. He was goodlooking, intelligent, authoritive and just a tad bit moody. He was perfect balance of good and bad, tough and soft. Boyfriend material, as most girls would say.   She was tall for her age, but not tall enough to intimidate boys or short enough to be intimidated. She was average looking but not easily forgotten, smart, bossy and practical. She was always the comforter, the adviser, the one who'll listen. Always there when needed, like a mother. That's what they call her. The sister, the bestfriend, the mother.    They have compatibility issues. They fight. They disagree. They swear and curse each other into oblivion, and everytime this happens, everyone expects one of them to walk away, ignore the other and just end it then and there. No more apologies, no more fights, no more debates on which singer sang the song better. Peace, after years of endless arguments that put lawyers to shame.   But when people weren’t expecting them to end their friendship, they were expecting them to officially become an item. It was obvious from the way they looked at each other that their feelings ran much deeper than friendship; they just didn’t know how the other felt.   Until a day, a game, a dare.    They were sitting beside each other, with friends on each side, creating a full circle. A bottle half-full of vodka spinned in the dead middle and everyone breathlessly waited for it to stop. They have agreed that the person that the bottle points to needs to reveal their most hidden secret or drink the whatever is in the bottle straight up because that's what teenagers do.    Finally, the bottle stopped, and pointed to her. Immediately, she reached for the bottle and started to open it. Before she even took a sip, he said in a loud voice,   "There's this girl who annoys the hell out of me. She contradicts me, laughs when I'm wrong, smirks at me and makes everything a contest between the two of us. She's the only one who dares defy me, the only one who dares post mean and embarassing pictures of me on her Facebook Wall. I told her once to get out of my way and she blocked every escape, never letting herself out of my sight. She said she wants me dead. She said she doesn't want anything to do with me and I hate her for it. I hate her because she's the only one who can make me smile, make me laugh, and make me conscious of everything I do, for fear that she might not like it. I hate her because she made me buy a bottle of cologne just because she said she liked the smell of it. I hate her because everytime I look in her eyes, I can't help but accept her apologies or say sorry. I hate her because I can't make her cry or even shed a tear. I hate her because she makes me do things I don't normally do, wait for her text or call. I hate her because just when I thought I already know her inside out, she surprises me with things I never expected hyer to say or do. I hate her because I love her."   He then turned around and faced her.   "I love you!" he yelled. "Do you hear me?! I love you!"   She smiled softly at him. “Is this a dream?” she asked quietly.   “I hope not,” he replied, and kissed her.   And just like that, they crossed that thin, thin line in the next stage of their relationship.

Kiss

by on August 08, 2011
  No one expected their friendship to last this long. Not with the endless arguments, fights, disagreements and debates that peppered their ...
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A/N: I highly recommend listening to Kanlungan by Noel Cabangon and Awake by Secondhand Serenade while reading this. Yun kasi ung pinapakinggan ko habang nagsusulat. Nye nye. ;D

Pero try nio. ;)

KANLUNGAN

AWAKE

Tsaka nga pala, kapag naka-black, ibig sabihin unimportant characters. Tambay sa kanto, kumbaga. XD
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 Three: Tell me what's wrong

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Pagpunta ko sa room nila Astrid, nakita ko sya na nagpapaturo kay Denver.

“Oi! Gerardo! Napunta ka ditto?”

“Uh, dahil nandito yung gitara ko?”

“Ay, oo nga pala. Kukunin mo na? ;D”

“Hinde hinde ibibigay.”

“Ang pilosopo mo.”

“Close tayo?”

“Hinde hinde ang layo mo kaya.”

“Yan. Nakahanap ka ng katapat mo.”

“Ows? Katapat? Sino? SI Denver? Jusko.”

“Ang yabang mo! >:(”

“Mana mana lang yan. 8)”

“Eto na nga gitara mo! Alis na! Teritoryo ko to!”

“Baka ikaw gusto mong umalis ditto. Pinamumunuan ko to.”

“Heh! Just go away!”
Tumingin ako kay Astrid. Sinenyasan nia ko ng okay lang. Kaya huling banat na.

“Hay nako, kaya ayokong nagagawi ditto eh. Nakakalimutan kong edukadong tao nga pala ako.”

“Aba’t--”

Hindi k na narinig yung iba nia pang sinabi. Nagsuot na ko  ng earphones at saka ko kinuha yung gitara ko kay Astrid, sabay layas. Baka mapa-away pa ko.

***

Pag-uwi ko, napansin kong nakabukas ung bintana ni Gerardin. Good, nakauwi na sya. Hinatid siguro ni Lance. Bait talaga nung lalaki na un kahit sabihin na ‘Resident Bad Boy’. Marunong rumespeto ng babae.

Pero nakasara ung kurtina. Hmm. Bakit kaya? Usually bukas na bukas ung bintana nia eh, ung tipong nakikita ng kapit bahay yung pinaggagagawa nia.

Nevermind. Moody naman yung isa na yun, kaya wag na nating pansinin. Pumasok na lang ako sa bahay, diretso sa kwarto para magbaba ng gamit at magpalit ng damit. Tapos labas ulit para kumuha ng chibog habang gumagawa ng assignment.

Natural dadaanan ko yung kwarto ni Gerardin. Kaya kinatok ko na rin.

“Oi. Gusto mong kumain?”

“No.”

Wow. Ang tipid. Tska ang suplada ng dating.

“Kapatid ayos ka lang?”

“Go away.”

Ohhh..... Matindi to. Ramdam ko. Could be the connection that twins have, I’m not sure. Pero iba talaga to.

“I’m going in.”

Binuksan ko yung pinto. One thing that Gerardin never does is lock doors. Kaya madaling mabobosohan to eh.

“Oi. Ayo—What the hell happened?”

I’ve seen Gerardin cry, but I guess I’ve never seen her CRY. She looked like a freaking mess.

“Leave me alone.”

“No.”

“I said, Leave. Me. Alone.”

“Ayoko.”

Lumapit pa ko ng ilang hakbang.

“Ba’t ba ang kulit mo? Hindi ka ba nakakaintindi?”

“Ba’t ka ba ngumangawa dian? Ano bang nangyari?”

“Wala nga kase! Leave me alone!”

That’s when I knew something was really, really wrong.
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 Two:  It Started with a Dare

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“O ano? Bat di ka makasagot?”

“Lance--”

“Makikipag break ka na? Sige. Tutal trip lang naman para sayo to diba? Hindi makatotohanan. Biro lang. But for the record, akala ko ikaw na. Pero hindi pala. Thanks for the six months of making me feel loved. Happy 6th monthsary. Saktong six months tayo. Guess since we  have completed the dare, wala na talaga dapat tayo. Sige, mauna na ko.”

True to his word, umalis na nga xa. DI ko na xa hinabol, baka mapahiya lang ako. Bakit ba kasi tinanggap naming tong dare na to?

>>flashback<<

“Tagay tayo mga tol!” 

“Sira! Iced tea lang yan! :D”

“Ah basta. Tagay tayo!”

“Guys, guys! Truth or dare tayo oh.”

“Sige ba! Game ako dian!!”

Naghanap sila ng bote saka kami nagform ng isang big cirle. Marami-rami rin kasi kami eh. Hehe.

Sa unang ikot, ako agad.

“Truth or Dare, Gerardin?”

“Dare.”

Ayoko nga mag-truth, baka kung ano itanong nila.

“Hmm, magkaroon ka ng boyfriend in half an hour.”

Hindi rin pala ako dapat nag-dare, kung ano pinagawa sakin.

“What? Imposible!”

“Posible, Gerardin. Maganda ka, mabait, matalino, talentado pa! Aba’y mag-aaply ako kung may opening sa puso mo!”

“Ows? Lasing ka tol?”

“Eto, trip trip lang ha. Gerardin, will you be my girlfriend?”

“Ahm, trip lang ha? Promise?”

“Promise. Cross my heart. Hope to die stick a needle in my eye. Ano pa gusto mong marinig?”

"Go signal mula kay Gerardo."

"Sige. Gerardo, pwede ko bang maging girlfriend ang kakambal mo?"

"OO naman tol! Kaw pa. Kilala kita, matagal mo nang gusto yang si GerGer eh."

"Ayieeee!!!!!"

Lahat sila. Lakas ng trip!

“Sige na nga. Tayo na.”

“Naks naman, GerGer, five minutes? Naks. Wala ng ligaw ligaw!”

Tawanan naman kaming lahat. Mga kalog naman tong barkada ko! Napatingin ako kay Lance, na nag-wink naman sakin. Babae ako. AT kinikilig ang babae kapag may kumukindat sa kanya. Diba? I therefore conclude, kinilig ako. :”>

>>end flashback<<

Naalala ko pa nun, first day of school, pumasok kami ni Lance ng magkaholding hands. Issue kami ng campus non. Pano, ako tong kakambal ng SG President at MVP ng volleyball, at kilalang musikera. Tapos, biglang magkaholding hands kasama ang resident suki ng Principal’s Office? Alam ng lahat na barkada kami, pero yung makita kami ng kami lang? Malabo. Kaya palaisipan sa lahat kung bakit kami magkasama. HHWW pa.

But who cares. I can date whoever I want. It’s not against the law. Actually, para pa rin kaming friends. Medyo naglevel up lang. Pwede nia na ko akbayan at mga iilang intimacy factor. Ganun din ako. Di nga naming pinag usapan eh. Mutual understanding. Alam naming ang limitations namin. That’s what you get for being friends ever since gradeschool.

Pero wala na lahat yan. Break na nga kami diba? At wala akong nagawa.

*switch POV to Lance*

“Makikipag break ka na? Sige. Tutal trip lang naman para sayo to diba? Hindi makatotohanan. Biro lang. But for the record, akala ko ikaw na. Pero hindi pala. Thanks for the six months of making me feel loved. Happy 6th monthsary. Saktong six months tayo. Guess since we  have completed the dare, wala na talaga dapat tayo. Sige, mauna na ko.”

Lumakad na ko papalayo. Pag pinigilan mo ako, sasabihin ko sayo lahat-lahat. Pigilan mo ko please.. Sundan mo ko. Sigawan mo ko. Batukan mo ko. Bugbugin mo ko... Basta pigilan mo ko Gerardin. Isang salita lang mula sayo.. Please...

Pero nakalayo na ko, walang Gerardin na pumigil sakin.

Okay. Fine. After all, this is all a big joke. Wala akong habol o kahit ano pa mang karapatan. Break na nga kami diba? Wala na. The end.

Sa totoo lang, matagal ko ng gusto si Gerardin. Bata pa lang kami. May naramdaman talaga ako sa kanya. Para bang may koneksyon kami? Basta. Mahirap iexplain. Lalo na nung nagging close kami. ANg dating crush, naging pagtama ng pana ni kupido. Ang weird ko no? Creepy. Lalaking mahilig sa romance? Nakakakilabot. Pero yan ako.

Ako si Lance Fergado. Resident bad boy ng eskwelahan namin. Pero ginawa ko lang naman yung image na yun para mapansin ako ni Gerardin eh. Sya kasi ang model student. Sa isip-isip ko, baka kung maging basagulero ako, ma-curious sya sakin. Na nangyari naman. Naglaunch si Gerardo ng Sagip Estudyante nung elementary kami. Isa ako sa mga napiling bigyan ng saklolo. At si Gerardin yung na-assign sakin. Nabago nia ako kahit papano. Hindi na ako bumabagsak. Pero hatak gulo pa rin. Kaya hanggang high school, yun ang tatak ko. Ang resident bad boy.

Tapos nagkaroon ng party si Gerardo at Gerardin for their 15th bday. Pool party, overnight ang barkada. Yung barkada lang namin. Bale, partido naman talaga. Pero higit na sa pagiging kapartido ang turingan namin. Pamilya na kami.

Anyway, dun sa party na yun natupad ang pinakamimithi ko. Naging kami Gerardin.

Para akong nasa langit non.

AKalain mo, girlfriend ko na ang pinaka sobra mula ulo hanggang paa lagpas pa pinakamamahal ay GIRLFRIEND KO NA. I know, redundant, pero hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala.

At di pa rin ako makapaniwala na tinapos ko lahat to.


Eto po ung Color Chart. Next time na lang po siguro yung pics, hahanap muna ko. ;)

Gerardo Yñigo D. Careza

Gerardin Yvonne D. Careza

Lancelot Felix V. Fergado

Astrid Sheigla B. Viñas

Margaret G. Rodriguez

Bryan André V. Bautista
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 ONE: Ikaw, Ako, Siya


“GerGer, pautang naman ng kinse o.”

“GerGer? Pautang? Ano ka hilo?”

“Sige. Gerardin Yvonne Dinello Careza na aking kakambal na di kamukha, pwede bang makahiram ng kinse pesos? Bibili lang ako ng Sundae. Geh na PLEAAASSSEEEE....”

“Hay. Eto na Gerardo Ynigo Dinello Careza na kakambal kong mas cute ako! Bili mo din ako.
Strawberry. Hindi Caramel. Ayos?”

“Ayos. Thank you!!”

Yun si Gerardo. Ako si Gerardin. Kambal kami. Malamang. Kakasabi lang namin eh. Malamang fraternal twins din kame. Boy and girl diba ? DIba ?

“Yo Gerardin!”

“Yo Panget! :D”
“Naman to o. Binabati ng maayos tapos ganyan isasagot mo sakin. It hurts you know? It hurts!”

“Arte mo brad. Kaya ka napagkakamalang bading eh.”

“Bading ka dian? Lalake to dre! Lalake!”

“Whatever you say, mister.”

"Nakita mo si Kachipon?"

"Hanapan ako ng nawawalang girlfriend?"

"Sabi ko nga. Eh ang iyong kaano?"

"Kaano?"

"Si ano!"

"Anong si ano?"

"Gulo mo! Si Lance! Asan ka ko!"

"Ikaw magulo dian. Paano ano ka pa. Si Lance, aba'y malay ko dun."

"So ganun na lang? Walang pakelamanan?"

"Baket? Trip lang naman yun ah."

"Kahit na. Iba ang alam ng madlang pipol."

"Heh. Pake ko ba sa kanila."

"Ay thank you. Nag-abala ka pa."

Sabay kuha sa sundae ko sa aking mabait na kakambal na ibinigay naman.

"Hoy parekoy akin yan. Bumili ka ng sayo."

"Eh bat ikaw di ka bumili ng sayo?"

"EH bat di mo gamitin pera mo?"

"Okay. Fine. Panalo ka na."

"Oi kambal! Andyan lang pala kayo!"

Yan si Lance. Boyfriend ko na hindi naman. Long story. Basta. Wag ka na matanong.

"Hi panget.  ;D"

"Ano ba! Puro kayo panget.  >:("

"Ano gusto mo 'Hi Pogi'? Yung parang 'Pogi pabili ng fishball'? Mas maganda na yung panget, makatotohanan."
"Tamaa.."

"Nakow. AKo na naman pinag tripan nio."

"Hinde hinde sya. Sya pinagtritripan namin."

Sabay turo sa puno.

"Pwe."

"Ayun ung kachipon mo panget."

"San?"

"Ayun o. Panget ka na nga bulag ka pa. Kawawa ka na naman."

"Heh! Nakita ko na! Sige, alis na ko mga bispren."
"Wag ka na babalik."

"Ay, alis na din ako. Yung gitara ko kukunin ko pa kela Astrid.  ;D"

Is it just me, o talagang iniiwan nila kami ng magkasama?

"Yung gitara ko paki kuha din sa room ng Italy. Please?"

''Kaw na. Pasama ka na lang kay Lance."

"Pero--"

"Ayaw mo ba ko kasama?"

Awkward.

"Ahm. Di naman."

"Eh bakit iniiwasan mo ko? Last week pa. Kala mo din ko napapansin?"

"Kase..."

Kasi ano? Sige Gerardin isip! Isip!

"Kase?"

"Ah... eh..."

"See. Wala kang dahilan. Kung ayaw mo na, sabihin mo lang. Trip lang naman to diba?"

Pano ko ba sasabihin??









Pano ko ba sasabihin na....







Na.....









Na...


















Mahal ko na talaga sya...  :-[
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