Oh god no.

He calls them “cool kids”. And he idolizes them. What’s so cool about those people anyways? Yeah sure, they do have a great taste in music, art, and fashion. But they haven’t really done shit in this world that makes them worthy to be stereotyped as “cool kids.”

Heck, I only see them as a bunch of scenesters or poseurs even. Acting like they know shit, when in actuality they’re all phonies. What pretentious little cunts.

And seriously, you referring to them as “cool kids” every single time you talk about them? That makes you look more pathetic. And you wanting to be part of their circle? You forcing me to visit with you places that these people frequent in just so you could be friends with them? That is pathetic. Ewan. You just seem to be a bit too trying hard already. Tsk. Ano ba meron kung may kulay buhok nila? Ano ba meron kung magagara damit nila? Ano ba meron kung pumupunta sila sa Cubao X, Collective and shit? Does that make them become “cool kids” just cause they do those things?

The shallowness of it all. Hay.
Seems like a bad re-run of a high school drama.
I’m dissing you again because you sound pitiful already. Nakakahiya.
Fucking scenesters.

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Di mo ko mahal kasi tinatrato mo ko ng ganito.
Di din kita mahal kasi hindi kita makakapagkatiwalaan ng buong-buo.
Naglolokohan lang tayo.
Masyado ka lang comportable sakin.
Tapusin na naten to.

Don’t give me bullshit. I have enough of that coming from my boyfriend

So my friends asked him, what is it that you like in Kaito?

All he could point out is that he liked my stubble.

I am totally gonna shave this one. He doesn’t even like anything else about me.

What saddens me the most is that when I asked him when my birthday was, he didn’t know when it is.

Here lies kaito, the messed up fag with issues

Oh how I wish that there was someone who would never ever give up on me.

Who’d accept me despite the flaws.

Be there for me in times of dire need.

Love me unconditionally.

There she goes…

And then you suddenly feel that heart-wrenching pang where your best friend has really left you.

Your life support has left you.
Your crutch has left you.
Your “brain” has left you.
As well as, your “heart” has left you.

And now you suddenly have to venture out the world on your own with your unstable emotions and unguided decisions.

Then you suddenly realize how cruel you’ve been to her all along. No matter how bad she stuck by your side, even if there was this slight sense of hostility that exhumed from yourself just because you can, and just cause you like portraying your character as the mean one.

And another realization comes in, on how you took her presence for granted and how everything mean and unjust that you did to her will never be paid back for all the kindness she gave you.

You are a cruel friend, Kaito.

We were once our own sitcom very much similar to “Will and Grace.” We were the stereotypical fag and the fag hag. No worries, cause we’d still get back together if we’re single and lonely in our 40’s. HAHAHAHA