Last night, I attended a mass at my favorite church.
A boy beside me turn to his mother and said "love you mom". I was a bit distracted by his gesture. Think, reminisce, ask myself... have I said this words to my mother? my father?
They were always there for me, esp. my mom. Of all the things they have done for me why is it that I find it hard to tell them this words? why is it that I have the courage to tell them I'm a homosexual but don't have the courage to tell them I love them?
I know it really sounds weird but, I really don't know why... somehow I hope that someday, before my book end I've already said it to them...
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- GinSceneThor
- I am a type of person who smiles a lot and appreciates anything that catches my eye especially paintings I love to laugh (especially when Im with MAH SISTER ARA), dance (dancing is my passion), act(thats why I joined a theater group), sing(even though my voice isnt good for singing), read books(fiction and literature), movies(I love watching flicks, any genre), write(love to write anything that my mind shouts), paintings(I really appreciate and love paintings but my friends doesnt know that), and most of all I love to sleep!!!! I hate pretenders and posers, someone who thinks and act like s/hes in the limelight, demanding, SCAPEGOAT, and most of all HOLDAPERS and SNATCHERS!! (Die! You Criminal!!!) -born on d 1stday of d 7th month. -4'11 in height -Freelance Writer
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