blah

madami akong naiisip isulat ngayon pero wala. i think i'm running on empty and the engine in my brain's dry gagging and churning up nothing but nothing. all i get are fragments of ideas that i can't seem to put down to paper and it gets fucking frustrating.

and i swear, the jellyfish had nothing to do with this. maybe my muse went on strike because i stayed too long in the blasted hellhole.

oh the wonders of unemployment and emo-ness. nakakabwiset yung perpetual blah state. blah lang talaga.