The Aftertaste of Mindoro Sling

"His girl is so bland. I want to douse her with patis."

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Three months shy of a year. Saltwater. Fire. Kisses that have their own life. A reggae band that will stay broke. A missing bikini bottom. The aftertaste of Mindoro Sling is gone.

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Mindoro: Naiinis ako sa mga tao. Including you actually

Joie: Why?? That's interesting. I mean...come on. Amuse me. Bakit ka naiinis sa akin? (Someone who is not amnesiac and/or insensitive DOES NOT shove this question to a person she once dated…together with 3 other people, all at the same time.)

Mindoro: Actually kasama ka sa pool of people na yun. They say they want something new…

Joie: Like?

Mindoro: Something better. And you people know what to do.

Joie: It's this simple - I can't get what I want from you

Mindoro: You guys know what you want and need to do.

Joie: I wasn't motivated to be someone new.

Mindoro: They have the will to change, but don’t have the guts to actually do it.

Joie: Motivation. And time, I think. Circumstances. If it's not meant to be, it might be meant to be in some parallel universe.

Mindoro: Oh come on, we should be able to define our own circumstances.

Joie: That's so un-you. The I-am-the-master-of-my-fate-I-am-the-captain-of-my-soul ishnny. Don't William Henley me.

Mindoro: That’s exactly my point - we define our future, and the outcome of things. Naiinis lang ako kasi...

Joie: Once upon a time, I wanted a future with you. But I changed my mind, we changed our minds and got over the whole melee.

Mindoro: We want and need a lot of things.

Joie: We sure do.

Mindoro: We fail because we didn’t try hard enough.

Joie: And right now what i want is... sleep

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Needles and Pins. I will soon give birth. :)