Bathingsuit: Hapeejonee on InstagramSunglass: Sunnies studios It was raining cats and dogs on our last day, I woke up around 6am ( yes ang lakas maka-tita's of manila ) with a cold room and a bit of thunderstorm, although I know there will be a scattered rain for that day my mind was at peace thinking it will stop later since it was too early I went back to snuggle my froggy. But around 10:30...
Knife. Blade. Rope "It's not painful, do it" my mind said. Knife. Blade. Rope "Everything is gonna be alright, do it" my heart said. Knife. Blade. Rope I'm sad, no scratch that I'm beyond sad. Depress I guess? Knife. Blade. Rope I feel shallow, I feel empty. Knife. Blade. Rope I was laughing but underneath that is me, screaming for help. Knife. Blade. Rope I talked to people but none of them cared. Everybody has...
What I wore: Crop Top Polo Shirt: Manila Trend Setter's Bazzar Ripped Jeans: Forever21 Fur Slides: H & M Bag: Couch Watch: IWatch Sunglasses: Sunnies studio Ring: Pandora One way to open this new category in my blog is by showing how much I love PINKs'. But to set the record straight, I do not wear Pink all the time. My closet consist of pretty much monochromatic colors and the only pop up colors I...
i. Learn to say NO. I had to realized it late that not every opportunity needs to be taken specially if you are not comfortable doing it nor you are not happy. No I can't do this. No, I don't like. No, I don't need to explain why I'm saying No to you. ii. People will throw shade on you. You cannot please everybody indeed but never let these people define or affect who you...
This might be a month old late but back then I don't have words to blog, anyway since it was our very first might as well to document it here in my little space online. Backstory of this trip: It was last week of July when I saw a sale of tour packages in Singapore from the website metrodeal I ask my froggy (t'was our term of endearment) my good...
Early this year I decided to quit blogging, beside of being busy due to work I also experience a "writer's block". I deleted my 4 years old blog which documented my life as a daughter, worker and as a lover. But as much as I want to quit, there is something within me that wants me to start all over again. There is something within me that is meant to share and learn from. There...
