Hoy! Lunaaaaaaa. You! You are the reason bakit hindi ako maka-move on sa sarili ko! Hindi ko alam kung spell ba ‘to, o allergic lang ako sa’yo… kasi every time you’re near, my heart breaks out in hives. I’ve dated girls hotter than pepper spray, sexier than Krispy Kreme commercials, pero ikaw lang… ikaw lang ang babaeng pinakilig ako sa tulo ng sipon mo. I love you. I love your messy bun. Your killer appetite. Your weird obsession sa documentaries about mushrooms heads. And the way you snore like a dying squirrel when you're drunk. Luna… mahal kita. Hindi lang bilang babae lang. Hindi lang bilang co-victim ng social anxiety sa mga family reunions. Mahal kita bilang... future mother ng hypothetical anak ko na ipanganganak na may wit, sarcasm, at sobrang galing kumain ng fries. I might be d
