Archive for the ‘crushed’ Category

I’m sorry I’m such a snub. Sorry that I did not try to embrace Tatang. Sorry that I did not even touch him. Sorry because I only tried to look him in the eye even if I know that he can’t see me that clearly. Sorry if I forgot to bring him pasalubong or anything […]


Maybe my parents already know me. Or they’ve learned a bit. After seven or eight change of addresses for the past six years, maybe they could already guess. Maybe it’s because of the weather. Maybe the gloominess sapped life energy out of me. Or not. Could be. Maybe it magnified everything. I didn’t really think […]


Dear Friend, You might want to take a step back because you might be overestimating people. Not all people are as courageous as you. And not everyone will find your way effective for them. I hope you heard what I said the moment I got off the board. I told you that I hate you […]


50 Rules for Dads of Daughters {by Michael Mitchell}


What’s shattering is not the loss of dreams or opportunities or a bright future. What’s shattering is the loss of life itself.. And just when you think there could not be anything more painful, the brutality of the death and imagining the suffering the loved one must have felt break you more and tear you […]


Andaling ma-hang up sa first love. Lalo kung wala namang pumantay – wala namang sumunod (sa kanya). Hindi ko alam kung pagkatapos nang mahabang panahon (shet, mas di corny pakinggan kung sa Ingles) gumagawa/sumusulat na naman ako ng tungkol sa isang tao. Parang mas gusto kong isipin na sumusulat ako dahil at tungkol sa isang […]


Can someone recognize you from a group of people just by looking at the lines on your palms? Can someone tell whether you’re happy or sad? Or angry? Or just getting by? Will she/he/they be okay if you’re happy, sad, angry or just getting by? Can someone recognize your scars? Will you hide something from […]