trust no one trust no one trust no one

have to kill

kill

kill

i know i know i know

gotta kill

kill

gotta

gotta

trust trust trust

no one no

one one

no

trust

kill

kill trust

no one

omigod mali naman ang ginagawa nila kay kris

i love you kris

i love

you

kris

i

i

i

love you

kris

mali ang ginagawa nila sa ‘yo

binura ko ‘yung mahabang post.

ahaha, wala kasing saysay.

Believe that even in my deliberateness I was not deliberate.
Though why should I whine,
Whine that the crime was other than mine?–
Since anyhow you are dead.
Or rather, or instead,
You were never made.
But that too, I am afraid,
Is faulty: oh, what shall I say, how is the truth to be said?
You were born, you had body, you died.
It is just that you never giggled or planned or cried.
- Brooks, “The Mother”

I ate my food between massacres.
The shadow of murder lay upon my sleep.
And when I loved, I loved with indifference.
I looked upon nature with impatience.
- Brecht, “To Posterity”