August 2011
1 post
my first film blog:
edmonddantesinchiaroscuro
i usually hate writing but i figured that it’s time for me to share my thoughts of the one thing i’m really passionate about: film.
July 2011
1 post
you are the risk I’ll always take
June 2011
2 posts
WatchOFILM2011
The product of LFC’s blood, sweat and tears. I offer my deepest gratitude to everyone who has been a part of this production.
So fucking worth it.
this is the end of the initiation.
August 2010
1 post
kagabi
tumulo ang
aking mga luha
habang inisip ko
ang bawat
sakit
at hinagpis
ng bawat
taong nanlalamig
sa ginaw
ng ulan
at
umiyak pa
nang tahimik
ang ulan
habang
ang
mga luha ko
ay
nanuyot na
July 2010
1 post
bacon is overrated, so is neil gaiman.
June 2010
1 post
politicians can learn a great deal from dogs.
they protect our territory with a passion and they stay loyal to only one master. some people do not like all the barking and biting that they do. but hey, they do not believe in popularity and approval ratings. they do what is right - not what gets approval.
do your work right. no amount of fanfare, slogans or pr bullshit can cover up for a...
April 2010
1 post
“Ganyan talaga umibig. Parang special olympics. Kahit first place ka, retarded ka...”
– (via plumbingtips)
March 2010
1 post
the constitution guarantees us free speech, but it doesn’t guarantee listeners.
February 2010
4 posts
just give me time a little time and i will (re)capture your heart
You’re half a world away Standing next to me
Though you are near I can’t reach that far Across to where you are And so you stay Just half a world away
And I would cross The universe for you But what good would it do If you weren’t even there?
“The Chinese concubine feeling has left and the
sky hovers like the...”
– Connie Deanovich , Formerly Communist Love Sonnet
At one point I looked down, at our hands, and I couldn’t tell which fingers were mine and which were hers.
January 2010
4 posts
you make mirrors want to grind themselves back down into sand because they can’t do your reflection justice
kapit-tuko
biancaaafranca:
Magagawa ko kayang: tumagal ng isang araw nang hindi napapatahimik magluto nang mag-isa abutin ang gamit sa likod ng cabinet magtipid ng tubig umupo sa pasamano makinig ng malulungkot na kanta nang wala lang kumausap ng hindi ko kilala magising ng walang alarm clock tumalon sa malamig na tubig maglakad sa labas sa gabi hindi maging praning (atbp.) kung wala ka?
who said that wasting? time is a waste of time? you for me like candies for babies and quadrilateral cages for sensual massages the rapture you have give(n) me makesmeshiveranditamplifiesuptotheendsofmyhair
December 2009
5 posts
mithiin. kaligayahan. pangarap. kalungkutan. tuwa sa iyong tinig. kumot sa gabing malamig. pag-ibig. ngiti. karamay sa dalamhati. init. katiwasayan. oras. kapanatagan. pagkatunaw. pagkalusaw. kabuuan ng ako. ikaw. ako. ako. ikaw. ikaw
at ako.
ikaw at ang buhay ko, ikaw ang buhay ko.
you melt when i say cheesy lines. i melt when i stare at you.
gusto ko na ikaw ang huli kong makikita bago ako matulog. gusto kong maranasan na pagising ko sa umaga, ikaw yung una kong makikita kasama ng maligamgam na sinag ng araw. gusto kong maramdaman yung yakap mo pag giniginaw ako sa bukang liwayway. gusto kong isipin na kahit magising ako sa gitna ng gabi, nariyan ka upang muling magpatulog sa akin. gusto ko lang yung pakiramdam na ang lapit mo sa...
i love you. with or without your reply.
gusto lang kitang makasama. kahit saan pa tayo magpunta.
November 2009
4 posts
sex is for anyone; the aftermath is for lovers.
maybe the universe just raped us in our faces. and we loved it.
paano kita liligawan nang di kumakapit sa iyo?
babae na may mala-sirenang buhok, hindi ito paalam. dahil hindi ito ang katapusan. magtatagpo muli tayo sa susunod na taon magkikita muli tayo sa ibang oras, araw, panahon at lugar. mag-ingat ka doon, .
October 2009
7 posts
ayos
inihaw na isda saka kamatis at bagoong at manggang hilaw
samahan mo pa ng isang “random conversation with you”
habang ang background music ay ang soundtrack ng 500 days of summer
ayos.
The Philippines’ problem is that Filipinos live there.
ayan na.
filmmaker ako. artista ka.
tayo na lang?
i can be your Woody Allen, Miss Mia Farrow or when you’re Anne Wiazemsky or even Anna Karina im willing to be your Godard, Quentin has Uma, Spielberg met Kate on the set, Polanski has his own Seigner Well if you want to be dark and be Helena, i’ll be your dark and gloomy Tim, even the crappy Len Wiseman has Kate Beckinsale get the trend?
nakaupo, nag-iisa, naghihintay, anim na mahahabang araw na akong naghihintay, naisip kung ikaw ay nakalimot habang naghihintay, o sadyang ikaw ay hindi dumating kaya ako’y naghihintay, naghintay, naghihintay, maghihintay, natutunaw sa paghihintay, ang tamis at pait ng paghihintay, natutunaw ang tamis at pait sa paghihintay
“After that it got pretty late, and we both had to go, but it was great seeing...”
– Alvy, Annie Hall (1977)
Je t’aime plus que Paris
I love you more than New York
我愛你超過上海
Eu te amo mais do que Rio de Jainero
Ich liebe dich mehr als Berlin
אני אוהבת אותך יותר ירושלים
Mas mahal pa kita kaysa sa Maynila
September 2009
8 posts
Love Letter na Sinulat Pagkatapos ng Bagyo
(Ang sulat na ito ay isinulat para sa iisang taong alam kong hindi ito mababasa. Sinulat ito sa bandang katapusan ng bagyo. Dahil na rin hindi ako makatulog kahit na pagod na pagod na ako sa kakabalot ng plastik kaya siguro bangag ako nang isulat ko ito. Baduy ang mga sumusunod na linya at kahit ako’y nakornihan dito’t nabaduyan pero okay lang yun kasi wer all sinners bak hir nt lyk...
saturday was supposed to be awesome
for my friends, a good time after the dreadful week
for me, a grand finale for the awesome week
saturday was supposed to be awesome
filmy night, booze, laughter, quality time
but some dude had other plans for saturday
everyone experienced the waterworld
everyone had been devastated
saturday was supposed to be awesome
now, everyone’s fucked up
...
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bumuhos and ulan walang pakialam nagkwento, nag-usap hanggang di namalayan ang oras, ang dilim ang ulan, ang lamig hindi inasahan gabing kinulayan
the follow.
you vary your distance
you stay to the rear, to the right
never more than a cars behind
it’s all about patience
time
if you get too close moving to that blind spot
if you lose her
just keep moving
hope for the best
out on the open distance is subjective
you can let her ride the horizon
so long as you know her patterns
the waiting is the hard part
your mind wonders
wondering...
nagmumula sa pagkakatagpo
mata sa mata
puso sa puso
hahawak sa kamay
hahalik sa noo
sa pisngi
kiliti
tuloy
tuloy
sa
labi
I still love you, now go on and fuck yourself.
John Torres is fucking awesome.
At what speed must I live to be able to see you again?
August 2009
3 posts
you came to me in symbols i came to you in metaphors our friendship is now poetry
sheepishly, i thought of love in you in us in me and how i thought of fighting for all the love in me! i wish they’d never run out before i win my battle
July 2009
3 posts
“OKAY LANG SUMUKA, WAG LANG SUMUKO.”
– Boys of LFC.
“Somehow everything comes with an expiry date. Swordfish expires. Meat sauce...”
– He Zhiwu
pyromania.
heated arguments.
barely burning the kiss mark.
last ashes of tears.
June 2009
11 posts
what do you say when you don’t understand what i’m saying?
mahal kita.
remember what i told you in your bed? i wasn’t lying.
under the stars
white sheets
damp grasses
blinding lights
cold drinks
hot fries
a rush of blood
your priceless smile