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The stupid cupid philosophy:
- Totoong may sariling diskarte ang puso. Pero isipin mo rin na ang utak, puso, bituka, magkakaiba man ay nasa iisang katawan. Hindi mo pwedeng sisihin ang puso o ang utak o ang bituka. Wala silang karapatang kumilos ng taliwas sa gusto mo. Pasalamat ka, dahil kung meron, malamang nauna na silang nagpatiwakal dahil sa sobrang kakornihan at kababawan ng pinoproblema mo. Huwag mo ring hintayin na lumabas ang bituka mo at pilipitin ang leeg mo.
- Kung niloko ka lang, hindi ka pa pwedeng ituring na tanga. Pero nung alam mo nang niloloko ka at wala kang ginawa, ginawa mong tanga ang sarili mo.
- kung hahayaan mo ang sarili mo na malugmok dyan at makita mo siyang nakamove-on na, tiyak iiyak ka sa sakit. Kaya unahan mo na siya.
- kung nagpaparamdam siya at nagpapaawa effect, busan mo siya ng malamig na tubig at sabihing you’re nothing but a second rate, trying hard, copy cat. Bumenta na ang kadramahan niya. Saka mo sundutin ng I never said that I love you!
- Bawas-bawasan mo ang panonood ng mga dramarama at mga telenovela. Masyado ka ng maemote sa buhay.
- ‘Wag mo ng masyadong ikunukuwento sa madla ang kasawian ng pag-ibig mo. karamihan sa mga interesadong makinig e naghahanap lang ng bagong mapag-uusapan. Hindi ibig sabihin na tumatango sila e nakikisimpatya sila. Piliin mo lang ang mga kaibigan o kamag-anak na pagkukuwentuhan mo, yung siguradong tutulong para makamove-on ka. Pero kung celebrity ka, okay lang na maging public entertainment ang buhay mo, dagdag kita ‘yan.
- kung may natatapos, happy ending man o hindi… may magsisimula. Isulat mo sa final credit ng pelikula ng buhay mo ang pangalan niya bilang bahagi ng nakaraan. Sa ilalim ng pangalan niya ay ilagay mo ang mga katagang Rest in Peace. Ang mga relasyong tinapos na ay huwag mo ng buhayin. Magsimula ka na ulit ng panibago. Ito ang best gift sa atin, ang makapagsimula. Palatandaan lang na tapos na at may pagkakataon ka ng isulat o likhain ang bagong kabanata ng buhay mo.
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so
vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means
that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these
defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt
you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person,
wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They
didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or
smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes
hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in
the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’
turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts.
Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a
real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means
that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these
defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt
you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person,
wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They
didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or
smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes
hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in
the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’
turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts.
Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a
real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
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