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Time Lapse

Pull out that photograph. Do you see the faded dots of tears all over your face? Can you count the number of dots or how many times each dot was remade on that photograph? Stop. Your train has arrived.
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Bagong taon na, ayoko na

Ayoko nang makausap ka, kasi sa bawat tawa mo naaalala ko yung mga panahon na ako pa ang dahilan ng iyong pagsaya. Ayoko nang malaman kung anong ginagawa mo, kasi wala akong ibang gustong gawin kundi ang kumapit sa iyo.
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Why are we depressed?

It was like a roller coaster swirling around through the speed of light. With the constant blurring sounds plus the never-ending drama anthologies of your existence. It was the moment, you want to take the knife and slash it into…
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See You 2020

This year has been really tricky, it taught me so many things in life. I've been through so many adventures and obstacles. The road has been rocky but it is all worth it.
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Messenger

It took me a while before I decided to write this note. I told myself that after all the tears, I should be able to stand again. And here I am writing for the last time; hoping that this letter…
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Traces

The walk seemed endless, but after a while, I found myself back to where I started. It had been a painful walk in the shadows. I thought I could face it with less tears, but I didn't. Although, by any…
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I am Industrious

Industry - A representation of how we view our function as well as the day-to-day tasks that we are assigned to do. We simply work hard and know how to manage our time, effort, and resource." In that statement, I…
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I Am Innovation

Innovation isn’t something that an individual could quickly sort out. A person should be courageous and dedicated enough to meet all the expectations settled. It would be really hard for a kid to change or accomplish something out of this…
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Butterflies in your stomach

Love is a feeling of strong or constant affection for a certain thing or person. Love is something that makes you feel having little butterflies in your stomach whenever you see or thinking of that certain person or thing.