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.Saturday, January 19, 2008 ' 12:24 AM

number two was really paranoid about number three. she only knew that number three was a part of my past. to be specific, she knew her as may FuBu (i think i don't need to elaborate that). anyway, number three is obviously one of my girlfriends. but the difference is, she know that i have two girlfriends and she still wants to be "us". it's not like i totally own her or vice-versa. we're in an open-relationship thingie wherein we could flirt with anyone while we are having our own senseless yet fun affair.

i think that's enough intro... here's the story

i was staying at number two's pad when she saw number three's text message (my stupidity permitted her to read it and i was really lucky becuase she wasn't able to read hte mushy messages of number one). she ran amok and started throwing me her questions.

"bakit ba nagttxt yan?"

"ano bang ginawa mo jan at ndi ka nya makalimutan?"

"blah blah blah"

to avoid arguments, i just kept my mouth zipped and left after several minutes.

the next day, i was surprised when the messages on my cellphone. number two and three bombarded me with messages. when i finished reading all of their messages, i almost laughed like hell. number two was asking three to back of before she snap. haha. luckily. since three and i had an argument before about our situation, she managed to keep her head cool and just agreed on all the things that number two imposed such as: "please, don't text "reality sculptor" anymore" and "don't tell him about this".

while they were arguing on text, number three was forwarding two's messages with her comments. by that time, i really laughed like hell. she was labeling two as "bitch", "walang silbi", and the like. haha!

oh! and three was planning to go to two's pad to say those things in her face! i saw it on three's phone! her plans and all! but i won't let that happen. that's bad, you know? haha! :))

wow! i feel like im handsome! haha! :))

i don't know why number two's always paranoid and three's like that. i think i'm still lucky because i'm still able to continue my wicked deed. >:))

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.Sunday, January 6, 2008 ' 11:38 PM

without knowing any reason at all, #1 dropped my heart on the floor. at first, it wasn't that bad because i stayed at #2's pad all day long. #2 and i did a lot of things: talked, laughed, ate, kissed, cuddled, slept, and any more. because of that awesome experience, i forgot to inform #1 about my false whereabouts. in short, i forgot to text her. (i mean, uhh.. not literally... it's just that #2 was sooo strict whenever i'm with her.) i had a lot of fun, really, so my mind didn't absorb all the things and my heart didn't suffer from super bloodloss during that merry minute. it's like a small, tolerable scratch plus i saw the pretty girl on tv: riza of pbb.

i even slept tight..

but the moment i woke up, i felt that something's wrong... something's missing... that's the point where i understood that my relationship with #1 was over.. i wanted to contact her but my ever foolish pride prevented me from doing so. i said to myself: "who cares? i still have #2 and #3 with me." but my heart (corny) was not saying the same thing.. my will and my intellect are not working in unison. then, i realized that there is something wrong, really wrong, with me...


hours after, i decided that i must get rid of the remaining two girls. "i'm doing evil so i need to pay my toll and it must be a heavy one" i thought. ok... i did it. i had an argument with #2 and we ended up saying goodbye.


i thought that my bad deeds was over...

while i was pondering in my room, someone texted me...

"mahal, im sorry :c"

it was #1.. without any hesitation, i replied..

"sorry?"

"sorry about what happened... bati na tayo :c"

as i have said, im very kindhearted(?). that's why i welcomed her with arms wide open.

hours after, another text almost gave me a heart attack... #2!

"______, mahal na mahal kita :c mahal na mahal :c"

my ever forgiving heart accepted her tagalog terms are really sweeter than english... and now, im back to my dillema.. oh my..

i really want this to end but those two... i can't leave them... in any way, whatever path i choose, someone or all of us will end up bleeding.


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