Posts Tagged ‘Weak kid’

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 […]


If there is one person I could blame for missed opportunities and abandoned plans, that would be myself. You see, I have this sort of habit of sabotaging myself. I reflect all the time. (That’s why I hate debates and talking about God/god). And that is why I kinda think that my delaying of things […]


Bec sometimes I type entries on my phone. Typed this around 1130am-0145pm. ~ The more I venture into the streets of this continent-sized barangay, the more I feel smaller and less significant. Also, the possibility of rejection looks higher. Sometimes when we go farther from the bukana I say to myself, “I could be killed here […]


I wrote this entry on Word. Smartbro sucked. Now, GlobeTattoo also sucks. ~ In less than an hour, roommate’s gonna be leaving for good.  And for home, I mean. We’ve been roommates for more or less three college years now and it’s still not the same even if I was the one who tried to […]