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Sta. Rosa Catholic School, Attended 1999 - 2002, Class of 2003
Pasig Catholic College - High School, Attended 2003 - 2006, Class of 2007

La Consolacion College - Pasig, Attended 2008 - Present, Bachelor's Degree, Business Administration, Marketing Management

procrastinator

A.P.P.L.E. club

Taurus

I spent time up in the castle turret, in my previously unfinished state.
The memory of the sins I commited has already faded away.
Wandering lost amidst the forest, turning here and there,
I was finally dragged by my golden hair and trapped in a rocky prison.
Day by day this dream comes to me. So this dream must have been true.

I was born in a furnace, I was made from steel.
I have no soul, and these things they call friends, I do not understand.
The people whom I call my father, my mother, I do not understand.
But there is one thing.
Only when I am cut, only when I see the red blood flow, can I return to being human.

I have no emotions.
They are not important to me, so one day I burned them all away.
I will chose a master and become his servant, kneel before him, be abused and whipped, despised;
this is how I want to live.

These are important to us.
Amethyst crystal eyes
Cast in shadows by long, dark lashes.
Perfectly crimson lips.
Undershorts to protect our chastity.
To correct our bodies, a corset.
Like a vase of roses,
Dresses with layers and layers of frills.
Bandages for the deeper wounds.
Books, where these delusions were born. Sadism…
A cute little inhuman doll.
A candle and a candlestick.
They point their fingers and laugh, with many people,
Those who love me merely a little.
Trifled with, the stiff jointed dolls.
Teddy bears from which chips fly out.
And only one thing with which to gaze through to reality, a mirror.

Some day even we may fall in love.
And at that time, maybe we will become human.
But until then, we must unfold
This world full of faults.

But these dreaming young girls, until they greet the day they must grow up,
Are a little like those from a picture book…