http://bossanovadays.blog.friendster.com/2007/07/battered/ A woman who writes feels too much, those trances and portents! As if cycles and children and islands weren't enough;as if mourners and gossips andvegetables were never enough.She thinks she can warn the stars. A writer is essentially a spy. Dear love, I am that girl. --from THE BLACK ART by Anne Sexton Sun, 20 Dec 2009 10:59:15 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.2 http://bossanovadays.blog.friendster.com/2007/07/battered/#comment-83 May Thu, 19 Jul 2007 05:55:12 +0000 http://bossanovadays.blog.friendster.com/2007/07/battered/#comment-83 he more than makes up for it naman when he hits me (spoken like a true battered mom)--he gives the sweetest smile and kisses. maaalis talaga ang inis mo (nakaainis kasi talaga minsan), hahaha. he more than makes up for it naman when he hits me (spoken like a true battered mom)–he gives the sweetest smile and kisses. maaalis talaga ang inis mo (nakaainis kasi talaga minsan), hahaha.

]]> http://bossanovadays.blog.friendster.com/2007/07/battered/#comment-82 nels Tue, 17 Jul 2007 17:08:15 +0000 http://bossanovadays.blog.friendster.com/2007/07/battered/#comment-82 aawwwhh...the joys and "pains" of mommyhood. its anton's turn to kiss mommy's boo-boo ;-) aawwwhh…the joys and “pains” of mommyhood. its anton’s turn to kiss mommy’s boo-boo

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