About Something

About something. Pier 17, nililikom ko ang lahat ng pwede kong maging idea about this certain place but it's not about this place ang isusulat ko. James Santillan, we talked last night and I was able to confide in him some of my darkest secrets and he did said to me one of his. Hindi ko na lang isusulat dito. I don't where this 'friendship' is going for us. To think na napunta na sa ganoong klaseng conversation kami. Don muna. It's as if hindi ko na masyadong iniinda ang pagiging writer, ang pangarap kong yon. Nawala na lang siya na parang bula. Siguro nga di ko na siya dapat na ipursue pa. No pressures for now. I guess. Until a time being na lang siguro. So I'll just leave this blog up to whoever will read it. Sana di siya mabored.