How long it’s been? What, like two months now? Well, so many things happened in two months and as much as I’d wanna keep you up, it still feels weird that I’m back at it again. My laptop gave up on me after like four years or something. I’m not giving up on mclovin’ just … More Of Stepping Out of Comfort Zones
I sometimes feel like at least twelve people made me their horcrux. I sometimes feel like there are just far too many souls inside me. I don’t even know which one is mine or if I really do have one of my own. I like so many things that it’s confusing. I do not know … More Sober Up
I hope things would go well for everyone. I feel like I wouldn’t be able to handle it if there’s something bad to happen right now. I’m too worn out. I just feel like I couldn’t tell stuff to anyone because when you started telling people, that’s when things become true. I don’t want it … More Early Exit
Call me psycho but it’s been alarmingly calm lately. Not that I want things to get shitty ha, I mean, it’s me, the fucked-up-shit magnet. I’m not complaining though, because I like things as it is. I don’t wish for too much, I can be contented with just-fine stuff. If you were to ask me, … More Summer Rain
It stings. When all the hate subsided and the only ones that’s left with you is your empty room and your empty heart, it just stings so bad. It’s a loop of unhappiness. They say that this is the worst thing ever. I kid you not, but man was it the worst. Lately I’ve been thinking a … More You are the calamansi to my Prinsepe Abante’s sugat.
It feels like it was just yesterday when I was awakened again by Paolo’s We Want Some Pussy ringtone. Project X was a hit movie. Everybody wanted to host the best party ever and burn their houses to the ground. It was 2 in the afternoon again. Except I wasn’t hungover earlier, I was up for my … More Project X was the Shit and Thread Mills Suck
I’ve been trying to come up with something to write for the last weeks. I’ve been deleting paragraphs after paragraphs of pure bullshit. I was so frustrated. I always worry that I’d just continue blabbering about things that don’t make sense. I even thought that this is me outgrowing something I thought I’d love doing … More I’m on Hiatus