spoukideria

'Your faults as a son is my failure as a father'

Strength and Honor.

David Mills: Murderers?
John Doe: A woman...
David Mills: Murderers, John, like yourself?
John Doe: [interrupts] A woman... so ugly on the inside she couldn't bear to go on living if she couldn't be beautiful on the outside. A drug dealer, a drug dealing pederast, actually! And let's not forget the disease-spreading whore! Only in a world this shitty could you even try to say these were innocent people and keep a straight face. But that's the point. We see a deadly sin on every street corner, in every home, and we tolerate it. We tolerate it because it's common, it's trivial. We tolerate it morning, noon, and night. Well, not anymore. I'm setting the example. What I've done is going to be puzzled over and studied and followed... forever.



SOMERSET: "What sick, ridiculous, puppets we are, and what a gross, little stage we dance on. What fun we have, dancing and fucking, not a care in the world. Not knowing that we are nothing. We are not what was intended."

"On the subway today, a man came to me to start a conversation. He made small talk, this lonely man, talking about the weather and other things. I tried to be pleasant and accommodating, but my head began to hurt from his banality. I almost didn't notice it had happened, but I suddenly threw up all over him. He was not pleased, and I couldn't help laughing."

40 days since my granny passed away.
A mass was held this morning to honor her soul. Although I don't believe much in those stuff, I'm pretty glad I went and am finally able to realize she's gone.
My aunt's husband gave a small speech at the end of the ceremony, saying how thankful he was towards my granny and how she made him feel like he was her own son ever since he met my aunt. How she would accompany him when he had to give his political speeches and wait for him in the car so he wouldn't feel alone on the road, while everyone else had something better to do.
He reminded us how she would always ask, worried, who passed away when she would hear the church's bells ring.
And so, how the 26th of December 2010, as the bells rang, no questions were asked.

I regret not getting to know her better or spending more time with her, but I guess that's normal to feel, and even if I was seeing her much more, I would've said the same.

...Christmas would be nothing without our families.

On Christmas Eve this year, yesterday, my granny was taken to the hospital. Something related to the heart. She's still in intensive care but she'll be fine. Until we figured out that, it was such a shock, naturally, but most of all, it was so painful to see one of us be hurt. I believe I hadn't spent much time with my grandparents, but thing is, they might not be here next Christmas. I still have my 2 Grandparents from my mom and dad's side, and i better spend more time with them because anyways, someday we will get separated and no one can help that.

Best Wishes for you and your families...
... Merry Christmas Deviants