life is just a draft, revisions are done while living, and the final output is only seen the moment you stop breathing...

hide me, hide me, hide me...me, myself, and I is hunting me...i am burning, burning, burning soon to die the fire in me... i love life!

work done in no time...

sometimes loving your boss is the only key to your survival...whew! what a curse...

malandi daw ako?

taken his daily dose of caffeine...

empty, broken, and jaded...

someone to talk to...

all i needed was an answer, couldn't ask for something more...

take a break... sarcasm strikes...