She fell in love with the oceanwhen she was scared of drowning.He fell in love with firewhen he was scared of burning.© SGJ
Sleep-deprived.
Yep, haven’t had any decent sleep. Ergo, my dazed self is posting this random photo that doesn’t even signify anything of paramount importance. Oh life.
Old Journals
xx Don’t mind my harmless rebellion. xx Ahh, the musings of a young heart. Re-reading my old journals. Oh gosh. Apparently, the things I’ve written then now sound very juvenile. It just suddenly dawned on me that 2015 is about to end, and I need a new journal to write on.
Is Romance Dead?
Serenade me with alluring ballads. Entice me with exquisite words. Ravish me with magnificent adulation. Bewitch me with sublime flirtation. Dazzle me with lofty charm. Fascinate me with splendid pantomime. Enchant me with grandiose love. What I’m really trying to say is, take my breath away…
Stranded
10-26-2015 | 11:14 PM Ever had that feeling where you don’t even know what the fuck you’re feeling? Excuse my language, but I really have to get this off my chest. For the past few weeks, my mood has been bouncing from one extreme end to the other. I keep telling myself that this is…
Unwinding…
10-25-2015 | 3:14 PM Thought of going to Alimodian for some down time, ended up in Dumangas. Spent the afternoon walking around and chilling in a small cafe. I may have been depressed for a couple of days (I haven’t felt this depressed in a very long time) but I am pushing myself to bounce…
Surprise, surprise!
Dozed off at around four in the morning. I was pretty sure that I went to bed alone, so imagine my surprise waking up to the feel of human flesh. I almost had a mini heart attack! Yep, that’s what happens when your girlfriends are stressed like hell and they come over to your place…
Doubts
When doubts start to creep in my head, my heart squirms in pain as my emotions struggle to break free, unprepared yet brave enough to engage in an unstoppable blood-dripping battle against my toxic thoughts. Without shields of assurance, they march down the dark alley equipped with nothing but genuine affection and unconditional love. I…
The Wanderess
“She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.” ― Roman Payne, The Wanderess
Of Empty Hallways And Forgotten Dreams
I searched high and low, went through every nook and cranny only to find my long lost muse lingering in the empty hallways of the place I once called home. Finally, I am back to where I first started my journey. Who knew that walking down that corridor would feel like coming home? Perhaps, this…