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Edgar Ryan

I am here for Friends

About Me

I don't know how to love him What to do, how to move him I've been changed, yes really changed In these past few days when I see myself I seem like someone elseI don't know how to take this I don't see why he moves me He's a man he's just a man And I've had so many men before In very many ways, he's just one moreShould I bring him down Should I scream and shout Should I speak of love let my feeling out I never thought I'd come to this What's it all aboutDon't you think it's rather funny I should be in this position I'm the one who's always been So calm, so cool, no lover's fool Running every show, he scares me soI never thought I’d come to this What’s it all about What’s it all aboutYet, if he said he loved me I'd be lost, I'd be frightened I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope I'd turn my head, I'd back away I wouldn't want to know, he scares me so Oh, I want him so, I love him so

My Interests

Philosophy, Theology, Sociology, chatting, reading, watching old movies, listening to old songs, collecting philosophy books

I'd like to meet:

Friends, or people who can equal, if not better, me intellectually

Music:

At present: Bakit Ngayon Ka Lang?, Sad to Belong, Be My Number 2, Terminal, Saving All My Love, Maybe This Time

Movies:

An Affair to Remember, Wilde, Monty Python's "The Life of Brian", Limelight, Harry Potter

Television:

The Simpsons, Will and Grace, Whose Line Is It Anyway

Books:

Being and Time by Martin Heidegger, Judgment and Responsibility by Hannah Arendt, Philosophical Investigations by Ludwig Wittgenstein, Harry Potter 1-5 by J. K. Rowling

My Blog

And so it ends...

Yeah, I knew it would end, but not as soon as this. I may have committed some mistakes, but not as serious a reason to leave me. I tried to win him back, but to no avail. Now, he has someone els...
Posted by Edgar Ryan on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

A story of a life

It is never good to start a journal entry with an arbitrary event that happened on the day you first wrote your journal. As if your life only started at the very moment when you started writing. Thi...
Posted by Edgar Ryan on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST