druhma #selfie

Oblivious to the smell of sweat.
Trapped in a potential Oxygen.
The sudden rush of a vehicle.
Your sister calling the house dog.
Whistling until the earth rumbles
Into fluid made out of 23% saliva.
Whispers of strangers,
the closing of gates.

Music is the sound of pressing fingers.
Wet days, feminine fragrance.
That orange light you see beside you,
signifies a boost of flowing electrons.
Doesn’t matter, not making sense.
Growls and barks, soften your eardrums.
Picking inspiration from seeing a crying heart.
With the minutes ticking before your next life.

Pink nipples. The smell of Sampaguita.
Shining in the darkness, your purity is.
The noise of silence.
Like piercing television screams.
Soft but loud enough for you to hear.
Their cries of Vladimir saving, no.
Neighbor passing through your window.

Your uncomfortable bed, made out of dreams.
Tuff smells cigarettes and toilet albatross.
Creepy self-portrait, you see in the darkness.
Ripped off paint from walls.
Hands with a pencil upside down,
“Request Feedback”.

10:06 the clock ticks away, buffering.
Your favorite TV show, bootlegged by the internet.
Serves your summer nights with nocturnal effects.
Reach to 500, that is our goal for today.
Pony-tailed hair. Unlaundered underwear.
Curtains made out of sheep’s wool.
No, Mary didn’t have a little lamb.
Because Mary had a dog.

It’s healed, your heart is not crying anymore.
One life, four more to go. Okay.
No rhyme. Free verse. Subtle lines.
Shadows of captivity remind you of loneliness.
How can one be so sad?
When there are plenty of things to be happy about.
Suffrage woes, here we go again.
You scratch your feet because they were swollen.
Not because they’re itchy. No.
You scratch them because you’re bored.

Emotional tripod is freezing in the corner of your eyes.
Safari, where is your Refresh button?
Screeching tires with a minimum laughter from a girl outside.
With her boyfriend, kissing under a street light.
Don’t eavesdrop. You won’t get anything from that.
Just an ache in your chest because you realized.
People are dumb. No, people shouldn’t kiss.
Herpes.

You don’t need friends, who don’t need you.
But the music is getting louder.
The beat busting up.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
That is the sound of my bass.
I cry when I hear it too, but I don’t mind.
Because your bed is uncomfortable.
And you welcomed me just like everyone else.
Another scratch. This time on your shoulders.
Feeling the eyes itching, scratch those too.

Don’t panic over a noisy environment.
Lights will ease the pain.
Handle them like math problems.
500, please achieve him now.
Chocolates and dreams. Plenty but few.
Tried the steps of opened spider legs.
Food from the grave of every evil human being.
Candles, light them all for 500 is here.

50 more and 500 is now. Yes.
Striped bed sheets and black uncomfortable blanket.
Pillows made out of human flesh.
Gargle with Listerine and your life is complete.
Pasta. Lasagna. Chicago. Brooklyn.
New York. Florida. Tennessee.
Europe. Italy. Greece.
Egypt.

Four

Three

Two

One

FiveHundred

At La Belle Aurore. #x #selfie

streetkonect:

UBEC Sticker City Recap 

Last April 27 we had a slaptastic sticker fest at The Chillage. We swapped stickers, sticked stickers, had great music and had great conversations. Thanks to everybody who— Read More

More pictures and coverage of the event at streetkonect.com.

I painted my nails black today, so I have to make use of them. Oh and by the way, I used black colored pencil to draw my eyebrows because I don’t have make up. This is me pretending to be Wednesday Friday Addams of Addams Family. I’m sorry I ruined your dashboard. 

Reflection Series: Took these at the Cebu City Public Library while listening to a speaker talk about the basics of Storytelling. 

I can still feel my paws.

I think I was a very big St. Bernard before I died and reincarnated to a person.

Wake up baby Chlo. @catskietty @chrstnquiapo

I had tea with my friends today after what seemed like 6 hours of waiting in line just to talk to the Fine Arts chairman and realizing we waited for nothing because we still can’t enroll additional subjects. Guess I’ll be taking my minors this summer instead…… (sighs)

Tried out the pudding milk tea at Moonleaf and it was delicious. I’m going for peppermint next time. Hehe. This branch is located across gate 1 of the university (Nasipit, Talamban). Nice place, wi-fi password was “peppermint” today. 

streetkonect:

UBEC Sticker City | A Celebration of Adhesive Art

Song Performed by: KaapiN
Venue: The Chillage

Special Thanks to:
Ernest Dino & Nawe Corvera

kimnovaks:

Marlon Brando in a screen test for “Rebel without a cause”

• I’m going to stop my 365 self-portrait challenge because lazy.
• Busy with illustrating for a Basadours’ children storybook.
• Second run for Storytelling Training this Saturday!
• Busy with an upcoming art show this June 20. Updates soon!
• School this Monday. Gross.
• Busy with enrollment stuff too, still have to comply subjects.
• Tumblr Meetup this June 15!
• And…………………….. still have to finish season 8 Supernatural!

Okay, I think I feel alive enumerating responsibilities. Tea-heh.