I would never know if putting down these thoughts constantly running in my head day and night is the best thing to do. But I am doing it, anyway, with walls crashed and all guards down. It is a rare case that you chance upon my space but if you do, in the slightest shot that you are actually reading this, here I...
2018 was crazy wild. The extreme polarity of this year, including all the sudden paradigm shifts in between, was insane and, literally, too much and a lot. I did not know exactly how I took it all in; how exactly my weak and crumbling heart handled it. Tough. Through what seemed to be the most emotionally unstable season of my young life by far,...
When love died, I set it out in the universe— in the infinite meadows of light and cosmic dust; in the cold, deep faces of heaven; and in the calm, glorious shadows of the moon. I let it wander the orbits of listless planets and collide with rocks and angel mists, until it finally explodes and spontaneously breaks out of its rigid walls....
Mahal, isa pa. Hindi pa sapat ang oras at araw; hindi pa tapos ang tadhana at langit; hindi pa pagod ang puso at isip. Mahal, kaya ko pa maghintay, at umasa, at lumaban— kahit mag-isa, kahit wala na, kahit talo na. Mahal, ikaw pa rin ang kahapon, at bukas, at ngayon; ikaw pa rin ang hinahanap, at panalangin, at pangarap; ikaw pa rin...
It's 3AM and a bit lonely. Like how most sleepless nights have been for the past few weeks. Normally, this incredibly painful combination of solitary and agony would allow me to author the most personal and most heartfelt statements about grief and sorrow and longing and love. But tonight was entirely different. Odd. I can not write about us. Not that our story...
taken during the Thomasian Welcome Walk 2015 1. 24 hours a day and seven days a week is never enough when you enter college. Academic work, unfortunately, requires a lot of our personal time. Worse, it sometimes asks for our weekends, too— the only family and leisure time we can relish— just to meet our deadlines. It can really be overwhelming but you...
This is me in my selfless, most honest, most vulnerable form confessing in blank, white spaces that I could and probably never would in a lifetime chance upon the right words to completely encapsulate the oddity of my feelings that come and go and stay. Yet despite being slightly off and occasionally inaccurate, these words that come out of me still tell the...
