WE GOT NO MONEY BUT WE GOT HEART
WE RATTLE THIS SCENE
it was never about the rain
but that's how people know my name

SYAHRAIN JOHAN/ SYAJO / MEL.
19, partial OCD, indecisive, hopeless romantic: it's complicated.
Respect for all, music, theatre, economics: it's a process.

diverse speeches
what I'm currently loving

RICO BLANCO/ Filipino artist / amazing musician / former RIVERMAYA lead vocalist
Fav song: KAHIT WALANG SABIHIN & AMATS

Respect yourself
by respecting others :)



credits
and much love

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empty (Friday, July 31, 2009 / 11:46 AM)


it was gunshot wound.
This week, I was shot in the heart over and over again and apparently, other people were totally oblivious of the matter. and in such darkness, i stopped caring. It didn't matter how long I can let myself be tortured... I stopped caring at the same moment everyone stopped caring. So, when you face me tomorrow, let's just pretend. Wear this mask of happiness. Don't ask if I'm okay because I'll lie and say I'm fine. So just pretend I'm telling you the truth. Just pretend that I'm okay. Pretend like you always do.

it was a gunshot wound.
the scar will stay there forever.
i'm suffocated, so everyone.. leave me alone from now on.


i'll live my life on my own from this day forth.
Insyallah.