Open Letter to the One who is Forgettable

9 Apr

I take my pen reluctantly, believing as I do in the virtues of acquaintance and world peace and not wanting to stir up a human heart, but when it comes to a friend and what he means to me as a genuine confidant and you – a nitwit pokemon, a sniveling drunk who pukes out an apology so self-serving, I’m afraid I must take a firm stand.

Perhaps serious commitment is not of interest to you and that, you valued my friend less. It’s as if you think relationships can be woven without a hem of loyalty, that you can easily mope around and look for another welcoming outlet into which you can release your salivating fantasies and, when caught, expect my friend (who knows the routes and dangers of homosexual affairs) to forgive such follies.

To be fair with you, I know you worked hard to have a good partner (what faggot doesn’t do that?) and I do not question your traditional I-need-to-meet-the-people-in-your-life nature, or your forget-the-details approach, or your time. But you made a grave mistake when you went south just to f*ck a culprit (whom my friend knew for awhile and didn’t expect to be the threat of this whole affair). If the adherents of such activity wish to enjoy its good time and the wild gyrations in the confines of wherever the two of you were that moment, such is a privelege only meant for uncommitted folks or those faggots professional enough to get away, because when this congress is thrusted upon a relationship (which you are in) and you expect my friend to forgive or to choose between pride and love or bribe his long-held idealisms just to give you another chance, not only are you breaking Trust, you are also imposing the very unpleasant thing for a starting relationship. That is submission.

On the other hand, you must remember that we are no longer in the medieval age, the time when people could freely conquer another land and were always ready to take off their shields to bed with a stranger without thinking whether that partner is clean or not. We are in a generation that diseases can knock a person right after his pleasures, gossips can make your face fall off in public. I do not claim that the culprit or whoever you are into are carriers, but you should have realized that the vast majority of people like us is active and some of them maybe are contracted from God-knows-what chances.

And you know what rudes me most? You finished a health-conscious degree. Don’t you have a little thought of what your activity might give you in the future? You should have not taken the course and, instead, proceed slutting around. And don’t you realize that a stranger is ten times (or more) dangerous to you than you are to my friend? Does this compulsion to f*ck a stranger make you a better lover? And now that things have come to unexpected endings, can a satisfied penis save your face?

You know what… you should have remained closeted or acted straight for the rest of your life because you cannot validate the heart of a faggot out of such unapologetic action. You don’t have a character to function.

And please..

Don’t swim upstream. Don’t piss into the wind. You’re not a God. Your c*mshots are not as charming as confettis. Simply get along by going along and carry your head higher than your crotch.

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15 Responses to “Open Letter to the One who is Forgettable”

  1. friend ni nurse J April 9, 2010 at 2:22 pm #

    NJ asked me to read this blog. wala ko nagsisi nibangon ko sa tungang gabii. =))

  2. helena bonham-keller April 9, 2010 at 2:23 pm #

    strong words ma’am. strong words. clap clap clap

  3. dodong April 9, 2010 at 3:37 pm #

    sure ko mas nalibog na si cereal keller sa pronouns. he or she? it na lang. haha. anyway, i love this post (sabay sabon ug safeguard sa kamot).

    :))

  4. soiebeans April 9, 2010 at 3:50 pm #

    singing melon tree. this is life. (paano ang smiley nga nagkatawa nga naay sungay?)

  5. qpath April 10, 2010 at 4:17 am #

    forgettable?

    off with his head first!

    (yes, the 2 heads!)

  6. qpath April 10, 2010 at 4:24 am #

    i cannot fathom his idea of discontentment. i abhor these kind of people first because they defile the hope of having a good relationship, second because the 3rd party was not worth defiling! goodness gracious!

    • soiebeans April 10, 2010 at 11:56 am #

      bungga kayo ka mutubag ay. murag kaila ko sa imo.

      • qpath April 10, 2010 at 2:36 pm #

        am i really that predictable?

        or…..

        or…

        did u just rock my world?
        :p

  7. Rea April 11, 2010 at 1:44 am #

    whoaaa. creative writing jud. thumbs-up. heheheh.

  8. slaveboi April 12, 2010 at 6:23 am #

    You are an awesome friend. ๐Ÿ˜‰ To have someone like you on one’s side is to face battles with less fear.

    And “nitwit pokemon” was inspired. Love it.

    • cereal keller April 12, 2010 at 1:22 pm #

      agree, cj! ๐Ÿ™‚

  9. raspberryreich April 12, 2010 at 5:58 pm #

    Reading this, it keeps reminding me of the novel Querelle, which I am reading right now.

    I have always found promiscuity among the gays very sexy. But I guess it only looks good at the screen and when you’re hot. And I know, I know, being gay doesn’t make the behaviour excusable and just reinforces yet another gay stereotype. But for some reason, I don’t find it that despicable as long as you play safe.

    But I can definitely understand it when the person is someone you know and who considers friendships and other relationships less important than scoring and all that.

  10. Carizza April 14, 2010 at 4:38 am #

    Ignorant graduate he is, indeed.

    • soiebeans April 14, 2010 at 7:54 am #

      yes, carizza. i would have to agree with you. haha

  11. bonistation April 15, 2010 at 7:21 pm #

    applause! astig ng entry na ‘to!~

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