Lungsod quezon — I wrote a #1, so I figured, why not keep going? Resolution #2: learn how to be alone. It sounds ironic coming from me. I’ve spent my whole life “alone,” relationship-wise, and I’ve managed to travel solo for months, but I still don’t think I’m much good at it. We’re constantly hearing how important it is to be our own person, to have high self-esteem, to stand apart, to be ourselves —- yet we s...
Makati — My meditation this morning was about how to receive love. Hungover and unable to focus after New Year’s celebrations, I wasn’t too impressed by the thought: Who doesn’t want love? But then I remembe...
Lungsod quezon — Finally finished and shared my film, a heartfelt ode to travel, inspired by my two months traveling in Latin America. My buddy Christine Herrin did a wonderful job with the handwritten lettering you s...
City of pasig — Or so it says on the chalk board in front of me. I sample their cappuccino—good, the only thing keeping it from being truly “epic” (what the cafe calls itself) is the fact that they used chocolate syr...
File this under "meaning to". Also filed under "but didn't".
I visited a stranger's grave.
loves to write,wants to learn more,photography,loves views,creative when it comes to cute stuffs,quotes,musics,singing.
Summer is a lot of things.
Talula
Got here via theverge.com and was charmed by the archiving idea. Strange but unique. So here I am.
It's too early for wandering, she thought.
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How many times have you wondered who the real people are when you walk past a crowd?
Being grateful each day of the blessings I receive is the key to be happy and attract more blessings in my life!
Dear Everyone
They just don't understand you just want to write.
"I don't want people to say I'm beautiful."
クリスマスが大嫌いです。
A Lover's Quarrel with Writing
Baguio City - Philippines' Summer Capital and the City of Pines. It has the coldness that gives someone warmth.
山側にありますから、このビルは高いありません。上から闇の中で風景の明かりが現れます。市街地で、輝いていません星、足りません闇。風には優しい喋りを運んでいました。明かりがもう暖かいと思います、山側で。
Every moment that I wanted to act and didn't, I feel parts of my face hardening. Even my soul is being chipped away bit by bit.
My home is dying. It's walls - decaying. Touch the cracks on the ground and gaze up to the night sky. Know our thoughts are deluded. We are isolated.
Sometimes world history hits too close to home. Literally. I was so close to never being born.
"Mommy, stay. Because you're the best mommy." She needed a partner in crime for the pouring. Today, she found one.
I need to do mess better.
There is freedom in being a complete beginner and in saying I have no idea what I'm doing.
Today, I let her win.
Being new in a world of Hi is like strolling around a new constructed park in your hometown.
Happiness Is A Mere Perspective
You know why depression exists? It is because happiness exists as well. And every negative has its corresponding positive.
Back in stormy Manila. Learning something essential to stay sane: how to be grateful for the rain.
"I don't want to play with you." And there it is. Her unexpressed anger and sadness. In my head, I understand it; in my heart, it's a knife, twisted.
hi every one i am jezza came from PHILLIPPINES hope we can meet here a nice person to chat and so on...
hi all my friend there
"Is it three weeks yet?" I'd told her that Baby Brother was coming in three weeks, three weeks ago. He was due. He was overdue.
Home, back from the irony of calmness of mind while walking in the midst of hectic Metro Manila.
No time for a big adventure on my 30th birthday. But learning more and more to savor the humble moments.
Self-Portrait of The Artist as a Self-Conscious 17 year-old.
Motion. Emotion. Slow motion. Hide my intentions. Show my imperfections. Everyday I'm just trying to get myself into motion.
A shot that was months, maybe years, in the making, and every bit earned. This is what life feels like right now.
Painting, reading.
In The Geography of Bliss, someone says that one should contemplate death five minutes a day to be happy.
I've never really felt like I belonged anywhere. This isn't a complaint. Maybe, subconsciously, I've never wanted to.
Like a reminder from the universe, I'm often asked by friends, family, and near strangers lately: where to next?
EP
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea.
On this windy, magical mountain, nights I barely remember, but will never forget.
2pm on a weekday. I'm over this. No more complaining. I'll use that energy to plan my escape.
We Choose Christ!
People from the Queen City of the South always Smile for they believed, Problems always have solution.
When I saw this painting in one of the cucinas in Guimaras, I knew, I fell in love.
Waiting To Delete
Sick-ish (Woes and Comforts)
We shall walk together but for a while, and then you will find your own path.
Stories I Couldn't Tell Her - Part 1 of Countless
Within Grabbing Distance - Guitar & Cat
When I think of being content, this is what I picture.
Why do I feel like it's always the end of the world?
Day 5 of 5 at the beach, and everything feels in sync.
(Non)Registration
Memory space
What to do when the front cover of an old paperback rips off? Use it as a bookmark, of course!
Nine years