Merged: All Love Stories

[giver_bert]

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One small summer day at london you see the most elegant creature you have ever seen. Their name is mimi , and every move she makes just turns you on more and more. You nudge your best friend sugaray and say, "Wow, that has to be the most eargerly body I have ever seen." Suddenly, she looks in your direction and starts walking right towards you!!! she says, "I noticed you staring at me from over there. I just had to tell you, that I think you are so silent, refined, vulnerable , and was wondering if you'd like to go to home with me and talk anything under the sun ?" With a stupid smile on your face you say, " am i dreaming? " and go with them. When you finally get to home , she moves closer to you, and gives you the biggest kiss ever. The two of you are passionately kissing, when you feel a Jade hit you on the back of the head. You open your eyes to find out it's all a dream, but there is a note left next to your bed.

[Pixie77]

here's the story i got from the link... kataw-ana jud! pero ok baya sya... :mrgreen:

One cute summer day at park you see the most handsome creature you have ever seen. Their name is Adrian , and every move he makes just turns you on more and more. You nudge your best friend Mike and say, "Wow, that has to be the most funny body I have ever seen." Suddenly, he looks in your direction and starts walking right towards you!!! he says, "I noticed you staring at me from over there. I just had to tell you, that I think you are so lovable , and was wondering if you'd like to go to mall with me and watch a movie ?" With a stupid smile on your face you say, " ngekssssssss saonz!!! " and go with them. When you finally get to mall , he moves closer to you, and gives you the biggest kiss ever. The two of you are passionately kissing, when you feel a guy hit you on the back of the head. You open your eyes to find out it's all a dream, but there is a note left next to your bed.

It reads: " Adrian is the love you've been waiting your whole life for. he will ask you out in 2306 days or less, but only if you send this e-mail to at least 10 people within the next few minutes. The more people you send it to, the sooner they will ask you out, and you both fall in love. Do not take this lightly, because if you simply ignore this, you will have bad luck in love for the next 2306 years!"

[crinkle]

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ot: na shock lang ko gamay... ay, dako diay!

[Galadriel]

One wonderful summer day at rome you see the most happy creature you have ever seen. Their name is gerald , and every move he makes just turns you on more and more. You nudge your best friend marj and say, "Wow, that has to be the most contented body I have ever seen." Suddenly, he looks in your direction and starts walking right towards you!!! he says, "I noticed you staring at me from over there. I just had to tell you, that I think you are so beautiful , and was wondering if you'd like to go to france with me and eat ?" With a stupid smile on your face you say, " oh! my gulay! " and go with them. When you finally get to france , he moves closer to you, and gives you the biggest kiss ever. The two of you are passionately kissing, when you feel a book hit you on the back of the head. You open your eyes to find out it's all a dream, but there is a note left next to your bed.

It reads: " gerald is the love you've been waiting your whole life for. he will ask you out in 10 days or less, but only if you send this e-mail to at least 10 people within the next few minutes. The more people you send it to, the sooner they will ask you out, and you both fall in love. Do not take this lightly, because if you simply ignore this, you will have bad luck in love for the next 10 years!"

[roselyn]

[ushanaei]

Grab a kleenex before you read this!!!!

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to the supermarket to buy the remaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier.

When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself: 'It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other place to go...'

Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it...'

Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really play with such expensive toys.

While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest.

He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who was this doll for.

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: 'Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'

The old lady replied: 'You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'

Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who did he want to give this doll to.

It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus cannot bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there.'

His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could
bring the doll with her to give it to my sister'

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket"

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I also want mummy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me."

"I love my mummy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister"

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few notes and said to the boy. "What if we checked again, just in case you have enough money?'

"Ok" he said "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money"

Then he looked at me and added "I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me'

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the
white rose.'

"You know, my mummy loves white roses"

A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my trolley.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him.

[ushanaei]

The Best Version of You

Manila International Airport, 2:00 am. It's been two years since she had last seen the Manila International Airport. Not much has changed. Her last memory of this airport was when Miguel dropped her off. She was on her way to New York to pursue a career in Wall Street.
"Promise me something will you? Please don't get married until I come back?" She jokingly told him as she lifted up her backpack.
"LOL. Very funny. Ikaw ang mag-promise. Promise me you won't run off with some nerdy economist in the next two years."
"Let's see, shall we. Bye, Miguel. I'll call you as soon I get to New York."
That was her last memory in this place. The warm Manila air made her feel a bit restless and yet she feels excited. This is the first time in two years she'll be seeing Miguel again. She was thoughtfully going through the immigration counters, thinking of how much she missed seeing Miguel. How different would he be now? Sure he sends her regular weekly e-mails and pictures but being the busy person that she had always been, she didn't get the time to chat with him and buy a webcam. She's finally out.
"Where is Miguel?" She wondered. "Ah there!" she exclaimed when she saw the silver gray Nissan Patrol parked near the exit. TGW926. Yup, that's Miguel alright. Her heart was leaping ahead of her as the driver got off.
"Hey! I missed you!" He said, as he hugged her.
"I missed you too. So much." She said, as she hugged him back. It was warm. It felt good to be back. It felt great to feel his hug.
"Let me get those." He said pointing at her luggage. "Then we'll have more time for hugging and chika."
"Okay." Edsa, 4:30 am. Miguel's cellphone rings. Mama, the name flashes on the screen.
"You should really get that."
"No, you should get that. She's been waiting for you. She insists that we go straight to her after I pick you up form the airport. She also insist that you spend tomorrow with her." Miguel was talking about her mother. Miguel was an only child and his mother wanted a daughter. She would often tell Bea that since she doesn't have a mom anymore, she should let Tita Doris be her second mom. She loved Bea as if she were her own daughter.
"Hello? Yes, Tita. How are you na po?... ah opo. Miguel already told me. Sige po. Okay po. I'll see you later." She turns off the phone and looks out the window. The phone rings again, this time the name "Sugar" flashes on the screen. Hmmm, "Sugar." He was quick. He got a hold of the phone and answered it. "Hello. Yeah. Pauwi na. I'm with her na. Yeah. Tomorrow, I will. Promise. We'll see you tomorrow."
We? Is that supposed to mean me and him? See Sugar? Who is Sugar, anyway?
"Who was that?" she couldn't keep hers elf from asking. "Sugar ha?"
"I'll introduce her tomorrow. Uwi muna tayo sa bahay. By the way, kamusta na si Edward?"
"Edward?"
"Oo, si Edward, naalala mo yung boyfriend na iniwan mo sa New York? Anong klase ka ba namang girlfriend? Kaya hindi kita niligawan eh. Baka makalimutan mo rin ako."
"Ah si Edward. Hayun. Nasa New York." Miguel has met Edward when he came to New York to give Bea a surprise visit. He seems a nice guy. Not the geeky economist Miguel pictured Bea would end up with. He is actually a cool guy and loves Bea a lot.
"He called me up, a week ago, asking a lot of things about you. Parang may balak ata..."
"Balak na?"
"Tell me, did he propose to you? He sounded like he was going to propose to you kasi."
"Ah look, here we are at Tita Doris." At Tita Doris', 4:45 am. A pleasantly plump woman enters the living room. She was in her mid-fifties, a familiar warm smile and two open arms. She welcomed Bea, gave her a big hug and kissed her on the cheek. "Hay anak, kamusta ka na? Na-miss na kita. Pinakain ka ba nito si Miguel?"
"Opo, Tita." She looked around. Not much has changed in this house. She remembers spending her college days in this house. She remembers sinking into Tita Doris' arms when her mom died. She remembers only good things about this woman. She can't remember a time when she had been unkind to her and yes, she loves her like her own mother.
"Iha, sabihan mo nga yang si Miguel. Sabihin mo 'wag padalos-dalos magdesisyon."
"Po?"
"Mama naman. Let Bea rest. I'll tell her everything tomorrow." Miguel interrupted his mother before she can spill the beans.
"Ha? What was that all about?" Bea was curious.
"Bukas na lang."
"Okay. Tita, if it's okay I'll go rest now." She hugged her, and proceeded to climb the stairs. Miguel followed her carrying her luggage.
"Alam mo I missed this house. Uy sino ba si Sugar? Tsaka bakit parang worried nanay mo sa iyo?"
"Bukas na. Sugar is having lunch here."
"Hmmm, intriguing, pero sige. Bukas na." They were both standing as the door to the guest room. "Alam mo, it's really good to be back in this house. I'll see you tomorrow." Tita Doris' 10:00 am. She woke up, sunlight flooding her bedroom. She was able to rest. She got up, arranged the bed sheets and took a nice, cold shower. Minutes later, she was down at the garden having brunch with Tita Doris.
"Hi! Tita. Where is Miguel?"
"Sinundo si Sugar."
"Sino ba yang Sugar na yan? Nai-intriga na ako."
"Iha, I'll let Miguel tell you who Sugar is. Promise me something, though. Whatever happens you'll always be my daughter, Bea?" She felt scared. Why was Tita Doris suddenly serious?
"Opo naman."
"Anyway, iha. I heard from Miguel your boyfriend sounded like he was going to propose a week ago. Did he propose?" Bea looked at her hands, bare of any engagement ring. She looked at Tita Doris and smiled. Before she could answer, Miguel showed up. With him is a woman she had not seen before. She was of medium frame, shoulder length hair and looked very feminine.
"Sugar, the sister I never had, Bea. Bea, Sugar, my fiancée`." It felt
as if somebody had thrown cold water on her. His what? Blood rushed to
her
head. She blushed. Her cheeks felt very warm. She couldn't swallow. Her
heart beating a hundred beats per minute.
"Your what?" She looked at Miguel, blushing then suddenly white as
with shock. "I'm sorry, Sugar but this is quite a surprise. Miguel has never mentioned you in any of his e-mails," she said as she looked at Sugar with a confused look. She looked at Tita Doris, she looked back as if she was consoling her.
"Yeah, I got engaged. I'm keeping my promise. I'm getting married on saturday. O di ba you're here so in essence I've kept my promise." She managed to smile faintly. She hugged Miguel and congratulated him. She even managed to tell Sugar "You got a catch here, girl. Take good care of him or else I will snatch him under your nose." It sounded as if she was just joking, turning over a very important possession to it's next owner. In the deepest recesses of her person, she knew she meant it.
"He told me a lot of nice things about you." Sugar said, smiling at her as if they had been friends for the longest time.
"I'm sure he has." Lunch was served. All of Bea's favorite Filipino dishes. She and Sugar spent time chatting the afternoon away, looking at Bea's and Miguel's college photos and yearbooks. She found out that Sugar likes most of the things she does. They both came from the same high school. As she tried to get to know Sugar better during their afternoon chat, she realized that not only was she perfect for Miguel, she also seemed like the best gal pal Bea could find. They talked about the wedding details, the dress, the ring, the shoes, the tiara. They like almost the same places, the same styles, the same shops. She told Sugar they should do shopping marathon together. Had it been another day, she would be telling herself that this is really a great opportunity to find someone who understands her shopping needs. Except that this is not one of those days... Except that this woman, this perfect, feminine girlfriend was
Miguel's fiancée`. Bea's phone rings. The name Boyfriend flashes.
"You should really get that" Sugar told Bea.
"Yeah, I guess I should. Hello? Yes? I'm good. I'm here at Miguel's. Oh I have in front of me Sugar, Miguel's fiancée`." The words almost got stuck in her throat, but she still managed to give Sugar a smile.
"Listen, I'll call you later. I have very good news for you." Miguel sat down beside Bea. Sugar was looking at them and asked "So tell me? Was there never a time the two of you were more than Platonic?" Bea and Miguel looked at each other then looked at their own hands. Miguel's gaze turned to Sugar. He answered "Of course not. Bea and I were never like that."
"As in?" Sugar inquired.
"LOL, oo naman. She was a handful. Too much to handle for me. I can't keep up with her. She's never stands still." Miguel looked at Bea and smiled, his eyes turning into slits as his dimples gloriously show.
"I guess that's the way for you. But not for Edward." Bea replied, with a little hint of disappointment.
"Okay lang yun. Edward is tough enough." Miguel was still smiling.
"Wait, speaking of Edward . I need to call him." Bea left the garden and went up to her room to call Edward. "Hello? Edward. Here goes. Yes. The answer is Yes." The wedding went well. It was one of the most elegant weddings she had seen. Sugar had everything covered and she was a very beautiful, blushing bride.
"I, Miguel, take you, Sugar, as my friend and love, beside me and apart from me, in laughter and in tears, in conflict and tranquility, asking that you be no other than yourself, love what I know of you, trusting what I do not know yet, in all the ways that life may find us." Bea felt a stab of pain hitting her heart. She slowly got up, walked away from the spectators. Tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. Bea is once again on her way to the airport. Miguel is driving for her, this time with a wedding ring on his left finger.
"Hay, here we go again. I'm driving you to the airport. Kailan na naman kaya tao magkikita?"
"Ewan ko. Tell me something," her tone all too serious. "What was it that you love about Sugar? How did you know she was the one?" Miguel just smiled.
"Dali na ano? Malay mo I need to decide in a couple of days diba?"
"You know what I love about her? The same things I loved about you before. The only difference is that she's not as ambitious as you are. When you left for New York two years ago, I knew I don't have a place in the life you've chosen. I don't blame you for that. You're good in your field and I thought to myself that it's your right to move on without me. Moving away was a decision you made for yourself. I know this sounds silly and you might nag me about it but I found the better version of you in Sugar. She's so much like you in so many ways but the only difference is she loves me more than you do." She wanted to cry the tears she had kept as he witnessed him say his vows, but kept her composure. She just chuckled a laugh. How could he move on without her? Why was it easy for him and not for her? As she got off the car, she gave Miguel one last hug. This time she felt her heart heavy.
"I guess this is goodbye?" she told Miguel.
"Wait, I'm not letting you out until you answer question. Did Edward propose?" Bea showed Miguel her left hand. In it was a one-carat diamond solitaire ring set in platinum. "Yes." Miguel let out a sigh and congratulated her. As Miguel turned his gaze from the steering wheel to Bea's face, he saw a single tear fall from her right eye and then she said, "If it gives any consolation. Edward was the best version of you that I can find in New York"

[P-Chan]

One day a young man was standing in the middle of
the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful
heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and
they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There
was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it
truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen.
The young man was very proud and boasted more
loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the
crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as
beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man
looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly,
but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been
removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit
quite right and there were several jagged edges. In
fact, in some places there were deep gouges where
whole pieces were missing. The people stared -- how
can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought?

The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw
its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he
said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect
and yours is a mess of scars and tears." "Yes," said
the old man, "yours is perfect looking but I would
never trade with you. You see, every scar represents
a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a
piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they
give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty
place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't
exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish,
because they remind me of the love we shared.

Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and
the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart
to me. These are the empty gouges -- giving love is
taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful,
they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for
these people too, and I hope someday they may
return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do
you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down
his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into
his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a
piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling
hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his
heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart
and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It
fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged
edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect
anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from
the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced
and walked away side by side.

[crinkle]

woah... that might have been a bloody mess.

i wonder how my heart looks like... would it have the same scars and gouges or would it be close to perfect as that of the young man's heart?

[deathstar0818]

Naa ko GF we are a year and 3 months away mi pag friday tungod ky dugay nako cya gbalik ky gisugo ko sa ako boss... pgbalik nko nagmug-ot naman niya galagot!! layas cya dayon nya walay pananghid ako giapas nya ako cya amaman mura ko ni descarte balik... d man gihapon i mentioned Please a lot of times for her to 4give me but still she wont listen and keep on talking some angry words which for me are not good... pag-agi na sa jeep sakay cya nya dli cya magpakuyog pero kuyog lang gihapon ko.... ako cya gplitehan nya gibayaran ko niya kay dli daw cya gnahan naa cya utang... mao to.. the day after ana saturday nag tinubagay mi sa fone din out of nowhere nisaka ako tingog din galagot cya ingon cya na f permi daw ko magpasaka sa ako tingog musamot daw cya kagahi mura pud ko na-alarmed then she mentioned that maayo pa daw break nalang mi!!! pero d man ko ganahan ky LOVE man nko cya din i know nasulti ra2 nya out of anger and i know pud na LOVE ra gihapon ko niya... after ana sa txt napud mi nagtinubagay d man cya reply din i ask 4 her 4giveness pero gus2 daw cya buwag pero i told her na dli ko kay LOVE nako cya then she said its beter na frend nalng daw mi.. dli ghapon cya din ni andar dayun ako sakit... ky u know naa ko heart desease i have a hole in my heart and im under observation pero out ko sa hospital... i txt her na im feeling numb i cant move my left hand and both legs.. pero it doesnt mean na ive given-up 2 her... and that is my last piso... after that she called me at 10 PM then i told her that i LOVE her so much and im not ready to give her up.. that i will change for her.. and i dont want to lose her, i also told her that she should think first of all those wonderful things that happend to us both and the LOVE we shared for the past months..then after ana she said na wala na daw to.. kami na kuno balik gus2 man unta cya calloff pero dli pud ko ky it wont solve anything...in short ako cyang gipugos na dli ko buwagan...