181118 0025 Hrs. Deep but not deep enough to leave scars. Because I've never liked the sight of scars and would find ways or methods just to heal it, boost its recovery rate or let it fade off faster. I observed and watched the other girls in school walking and parading around in their tapered … Continue reading Intentions.
171118 0117 Hrs. Apparently, she memorized almost every single detail about your appearance and outlined it. To think that such details would slip past those eyes of her... Every single time her eyes lands or settles upon you in that given moment, or when she steals glances of you in the midst of whatever you … Continue reading Photographic.
111118 2224 Hrs. I remember when I was still studying in my primary/secondary school days there would be this thing regarding "11:11". How young boys and girls believed that if you caught a glimpse of 11:11 on a clock be it on your phone or anywhere else displaying the time, it meant that somebody out … Continue reading Eleven-eleven.
061118 2345 Hrs Calmness in the still waters. I remember how XR spent her day right before she flew off for her mission trip to Philippines with me over at "The Tea Party" to feed the carb monster (me) and afterwards how we found ourselves strolling aimlessly till I brought her here and just sat … Continue reading Contingency.
051118 0806 Hrs I stumbled upon this word somewhere some time back and I just really liked it a lot. Because it somehow describes us as our own individual beings or rather sometimes I resonate with it because I don't find it exceptionally easy for others to know more about me. So if you are … Continue reading Enigma.
041118 2026 Hrs. She poured out the remaining volume of the white wine into the take away cup, and slowly sipped it as she made her way out. Before her manager decided to walk her out of the library for the very last time which she thought was a very courtesy act of him to … Continue reading Kronenbourg 1664.
011118 1558 Hrs. At this rate, I'll be the first one to kick the bucket. Call me a whiner, a crybaby or whatever you want it to be, I honestly don't care. Because I am entitled to express myself and my emotions instead of allowing it to fester and be buried down deep inside of … Continue reading Rate.