Patrick Stump Destroys Shane Morris On Twitter;...
propertyofzack: Patrick Stump just went on a very large Twitter attack on an individual named Shane Morris who has been heckling Fall Out Boy and their fans in truly cruel ways for months. You can see Morris’ Twitter profile here and check out the series of tweets from Stump below after the jump. Update: Who Is Shane Morris? Read More
Hopefully, eight years from now when we both know what we really want, we’ll meet again randomly at a bookstore, walk to a cafe while reclaiming how we like talking to each other, I have a plane to catch then you sing me a song and I decide to stay. Just like the Richard Linklater movies, I wish this too has a beautiful sequel.
Today, I Thought About Shaving My Head
The biggest challenge I faced in my life is being an oddball. I used to come home crying secretly inside my room because kids called me weird for reasons I didn’t know. When I reached 22 and after nearly a year of getting help, I realized that the only way to survive is to accept. When I woke up this morning, I felt terrible again. There was this inexplicable feeling of wanting to shave my...
an open letter
Hey, I’m sorry. If I need to stand on the middle of the road, and scream “sorry” past the fast moving cars, only to prove how sorry I was, I would. If I need to stand the whole day holding a sign that says “sorry + your name” in order for you to come and hug me with reconciliation, I would. But you never said I need to ask for forgiveness, you said it was alright....
10 Things I Like About You
I like how when the world turns boring as hell, you never failed to make me smile. Smile from ear to ear. And I like myself when I smile. I like how I feel giddy every time I see your name pop up on my Skype notifications. I feel excited cause I know I’ll have another conversation with you. I like that one time you sent me a song and you told me you hope that made my day. It did make my...
5/365: Songblog Part 4
Part One. Part Two. Part Three. Eraserheads - With A Smile If you are a kid who grew up in the Philippines during the nineties, it means that you grew up listening to Eraserheads. They were all over, in your neighbors loud sound systems, your older sisters fm radio station, your cousins casette tapes, literally everywhere and there was no refusing them and you won’t anyway because they...
4/365: Songblog Part 3
Radiohead - How To Disappear Completely What’s wrong with Thom Yorke? Why does he keep on singing these songs that make you awfully sad it becomes comforting when you listen to them over and over. A sad song is a sad song but when Thom Yorke sings it, it becomes even more sad. And you feel good because there is someone out there sadder than you. Radiohead songs are like Atlantic cold water...
3/265: Songblog Part Deux
Eddie Vedder - Society Into the Wild is one of my favorite movies. There is always something satisfying in disagreeing with a powerful whole, ie the society. If your life gets a little bit screwed it is always easier to blame others, your parents, the government and other autocratic entities. Existence is a a series of storm that stirs your mind and heart and leaves you calm in between....
This a tribute to Nick Hornby’s “Songbook”. As a requisite to both literary and music culture studies, this book has been reviewed by countless enthusiasts since its release. I’m not going to talk about it, instead I’m going to make my own version of it. But I must say, if you haven’t read it yet, you might want to get your hands on it after you read this...
1/365: Neil Gaiman, Haiku and Writing
Neil Gaiman made me do this. In the wee hours of the night my subconscious wakes me up and commands me to grab a pen and scribble down. Words hover like a restless raindrops above my head yet I can’t gather the momentum to pick them up and arrange them to a sensible paragraph. I lay defeated. The stillness of the night is insulting. The sulfur yellow lights from outside are mocking....
Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I’m gazing at a distant star....
“I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it — to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once. ” ― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
For him I was nothing much more than a wall with human features that could respond to him now and then as necessary.
During this time, we would always play Scrabble at home. My bro would always cheat. My sis would always laugh. I would always be serious. My mama would always win. And my papa would always make us stop.
I’ll run till I catch up. If you won’t look back, I’ll jump off the nearest bridge.