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Continue reading →: Books! Books! Books!
Books that I got for the months of August and September. All from sale and from second-hand bookstores. I got all these books for roughly Php 1,200. This really made me a happy lady. ^^
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Continue reading →: Red (Final)
That was the only time I felt that someone cared. I felt comfortable, safe, and I was not scared anymore. So when my heart started functioning again, I reflected the purple, pink, and blue hues of my youth. Then I had the courage to open my eyes and finally thank…
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Continue reading →: Red (Part 4)
That was the reason why I liked that room. I felt the need to see those shades and feel the happiness of dreaming. In a world where I never grew tired, I still hoped of seeing my dreams come alive. That world of dreams was the only escape I had…
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Continue reading →: Red (Part 3)
My nails were left on the floor covered with blood. I saw the way I tried to put my nails back on my fingers. For the first time, I thought I heard a sound. The screeching sounds of my nails touching the stone walls. But in the end, it was…
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Continue reading →: Red (Part 2)
The river was filled with crystal clear water that I could see the blue pebbles sleeping along the riverbed. Blue pebbles? Sleeping? Yes. But then that was not the thing that surprised me. As I walked near the river, I saw a reflection. My face was not the same anymore.…
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Continue reading →: Red (Part 1)
I was inside a box. I assumed it was a box. Maybe it was a room, a well, or was it a can? There was no light, no wind that I could fee. I tried to touch my toes, to feel my body, but there was nothing. I tried to…
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Continue reading →: Endless
They say I’m a good-for-nothing person. Though there are times I really think they are right. But most of the days they’re wrong. — Oh my, how long have we known each other? Fifteen, twenty years perhaps. I know every little bit about you. The way you look into my…
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Continue reading →: Best Friend
I looked through her eyes and I saw Green, Blue, Red, and Yellow, feeling so light and good. I thought it was paradise, but I got stabbed. The lie passed through my back and hit my heart Only then did I realize, I was dumb so bad That even sudden…
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Continue reading →: Diary
Diary As I was waiting for the clock to strike twelve I found my hand writing an unfamiliar word My final dialogue with my one true self I fought with it, I thought But it never lasted this long Twenty five hours, I’ve been writing nonstop Slowly feeling numb My…
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Continue reading →: Waking Time
Macy speaks three different languages. Her mother tongue. Her body. Her soul. All three are very peculiar, in the sense that none understands the other. Macy wakes up at exactly 7:10 every morning. But she stays in bed until an hour and a half later. She always tries to go…
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