She wouldn’t look at me, but kissed me hard and told me she loved me. Loved me so much it hurt. As I laid in that bed wincing from the pain in my leg, I didn’t ask her to promise she would return to me.
He looked a sad, stooped over, carrying a small, compact parcel of disappointment. Gravity was a little more efficient where his feet fell. He seemed to get shorter with each step.
You're not here to lose, you need to absorb as much confidence you can in order to bloom on that stage. Everyone's expectation is not about you. They're not the one to tell you what to do. Know that you know better and you can walk life better when you are you.
Peryahan is a tagalog poem written by R.R. Dais and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Organized Chaos for the month of September Peryahan Halika at sabay-sabay na tayo: Magdala kayo ng kaunting barya A-piso lang naman Bawat…
It baffles me how someone manages to capture your attention even if you're under the influence of Clozapine, a drug that makes you lose focus and let's the overthinking vanish for a while
You woke up and must face the reality
Reality of pain, sorrow, and more doubtful days
But how I wish, One night ...
I'll dream just escape those bad reality.
Aside from my rekindled passion for photography, and mingling with fellow hobbyists, I also found yet another valuable website that helped me get by my newly improved right arm functionality.
To be honest, I can no longer remember the time when I stressed myself out in commute to work. Add the fact that stress from actual work is a totally different story. All I know is that I dreaded going to work. I dreaded heading out, battling it out with fellow commuters, only to be bombarded with work when I get to my work area.