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Maria Francesca Guzman Alfuente

i will go most anywhere to find where i belong

About Me


I don’t have words for everything. It is hard to speak of something broad talkatively and spontaneously that would come out meaningfully. It is hard to instantly control the words in my head from blurting out of my unfeeling mouth and instinctively picking out the right expression that complements what was asked for. It is hard, through my dialogues with anybody, to explicitly imply what I intend. My post is that explicit and obvious thoughts are not explainable: if one does not figure out what I have just talked about, one does not deserve another chance to hear it over again. That is not fair, I agree; putting my thoughts in plain words that others would understand is fair. I am never fair. My edginess, which I constantly prove, causes impressions of being uncaring and pitiless. Those marked impressions of me are as acceptable and true as the certainty of reality.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

someone bold enough to dispute what I have to say but humble enough not to brag about it; someone humble enough to accept defeat but confident enough to say sorry; someone confident enough to prove his wits but gentle enough to sense emotions; someone gentle enough not to hurt someone but willing enough to go the distance; someone willing enough to compromise but daring enough to fight a duel; someone daring enough to commit but sacrificial enough to agree to changes.

Music:

broadways are class, hiphop's a blast but jazz would always make me aghast!

Books:

thesaurus may help me speak, but my bible cautions my speech.

Heroes:

Jesus Christ, Superstar! Who are You? What have you sacrificed? Jesus Christ! Jesus Christ! *Refer to the Broadway, JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR.* Si WonderBOY din! =)

My Blog

the other self: achieving

It was the day before Canadian Thanksgiving and I was working. I was working with someone more powerful than I am, more knowledgable than I am. She was almost the serious mockery of myself. She's from...
Posted by Maria Francesca Guzman Alfuente on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

good night

tonight, i'll put myself to sleep with tears gushing out. good night, sleep tight. tomorrow will be no sunshine; only clouds and rain. I AM ALONE.
Posted by Maria Francesca Guzman Alfuente on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

more to life...

i refuse to talk about depressing thoughts for such things do not ACTUALLY occur; those are just mindsets set by those drama-obsessed maniacs. i refuse to develop those hurtful and heavy circular lump...
Posted by Maria Francesca Guzman Alfuente on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

at the end of the day, I am still alone

I have seen different skies; I have been in different tides; but at the end of the day, Im still alone. I have a replica of myself, who thinks and shouts like me; but at the end of the day, Im still...
Posted by Maria Francesca Guzman Alfuente on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

i dreamed; i bled; i was silent.

Last night I dreamed. I stabbed myself&in my stomach&with a long uneven dull knife. I stabbed myself deep. It didnt hurt, but it bled. I was in awe - not of amusement but of fright. I was trying to t...
Posted by Maria Francesca Guzman Alfuente on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST