There should be a word for the gap in our souls, for this hollow space in our chest where our hearts used to be.
I reach out for myself, dragging my hand all the way down my trembling lips, my bruised neck, my aching collarbones, and notice the cracks stretching infinitely into that lonely cave they call heartbreak. I let my hand wander further and find my skin a vast ocean of memories. My eyes water, my tears forming pool and tracing an island of scars.
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Hi there! I’m going to share some more blog awards today. I’m sending my thanks to Bella Inizio for nominating me for the Cramm Award, and to Jordyn for tagging me for the Dawn Dagger Challenge. Thank you for putting me on the list, lovely ladies. Also, special thanks to theCramm for creating this award. Continue reading “The Cramm Award & The Dawn Dagger Challenge”
Hello there! Today, I am going to share with all of you another exciting blog award. Last week, I was nominated by My Tragic Universe for the Mystery Blogger Award. Thank you for the nomination, MTU. I honestly find her blog poetically beautiful, so please take time to check it out. Also a huge thank you to Okoto for creating this award.
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April has been a dry season for this little blog, as I was able to put up only four blog posts for the past four Saturdays of the month. Today, I thought it appropriate to finally cap off this month-long inactivity by giving a quick update on the blog and by thanking everyone for their continued support for this little space on the Internet that is my cyber home.
Continue reading “Blog Update: 400+ Followers, 50K Site Views and Blog Awards & Tags”
The mortal cries,
This eternal sleep
This interminable repose
Lips pursed, blood shot
eyes, she watches
A mortal, in silence
The mystic moon is weeping
on her cratered balcony rail
Luna has awaken.
I thought I would never to be able to bring myself to write another entry here.
But here I am once again: scribbling a letter after another until I finally make up a word, a sentence, a paragraph that’s lucid enough to express my apparent ambiguity and my obscure speculations about the world, about everything I know (or thought I knew).
Continue reading “Inside my Homicide: A Verse in Purification”
Hello everyone! A few days ago, I reached the 300 Followers Milestone and to celebrate this achievement, I am putting up my first blog party. I know 300 doesn’t seem much at first but it’s more than enough for me to be extremely grateful for getting to know other bloggers from all over the world and for being a part of this wonderful blogging community.
Continue reading “Wander Summer First Blog Party”
Hello everyone! A few days ago I was tagged by Azra to do the Ride or Die Tag. It is an interesting blog tag where you post your most favorite makeup products. I am not much of a makeup person so the items I posted below are mostly for a basic makeup look. Nonetheless, I had fun selecting each makeup product in the list. Let’s get started!
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Hello everyone! Please excuse me for posting twice today. I just want to publish these blog awards as soon as possible, so I could share these blog awards with other bloggers too.
In line with this, I would like to thank Siyana for the nomination. She’s such a sweet pretty blogger from the UK. Please feel free to check out her lovely blog. 💕
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Hello everyone! I am going to start the week with blog awards. The first of these awards is the Blogger Recognition Award. I would like to express my sincerest thanks to Grace Hickson
for the nomination. Thank you, my friend!
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Hello everyone! For this week’s chapter of Wander Weekly, I decided to take a break from my usual melodramatic meditations (because I am getting way too tired of thinking things over and over again) and opted instead for a simple blog post about my current favorite music.
Continue reading “Wander Weekly 04: What’s on my Playlist?”
No other color makes me giggle the way pink does.
Some people think that a certain preference for a color is simply a phase that one would outgrow soon enough. But as for me, I carry this penchant for all things pink and pastel all the way to my adulthood and I don’t think I shall ever get tired of collecting pink things and staring at pink photos all day long.
Continue reading “A Collection of Pink + One Lovely Blog Award”
Happy Sunday everyone! I don’t have anything prepared for this week’s Wander Weekly so I figure for this entry I am going to simply scribble my thoughts down and make the words as I go.
Continue reading “Wander Weekly 03: Mindless Musings on Welcoming Summer and Surviving Birthday Blues”
There are reasons why we stay up late at night. Mine comes in a form of an escape, a flight outside the walls of this loud, blaring inferno that is the life in the city.
I live at the heart of Manila, right at the center of the ventricle of a machine that generates every kind of pollution known to man and made by man: you have car exhausts belching black smoke into the air like some kind of black magic; you have households pregnant with domesticated waste; you have headlines broadcasting the ghastly horror of the metropolis; and finally you have noise: earsplitting, endless like the wailing of a ghost that can not be still.
Continue reading “Wander Weekly 02: Reflections on Living in the City and Hearing as an Involuntary Human Activity”
This month I made a promise to purge myself from the grime that surrounds my soul.
It was kind of a shame how it took me this much time before I even began to notice and to realize that I was already ten-feet deep into the poison which, for all these years, I have clung into and suckled upon like a starving infant.
As a symbol of this newfound pact, I am going to shower myself with green tea for the first 21 days of December. I’m on my 16th day now, and struggling with consistency. I know it might sound odd the way I gather things and create unnecessary connections between them (like my inner thoughts and herbal drinks) but this is just me and this is how I function. I need a certain kind of a myth, a symbol to fasten myself onto, otherwise all of my attempts will fizzle into thin air just as easily as a blink of an eye.
I am never blessed with optimism, having been reared in the womb of melancholia. But this time—at least for this time, I am going to tell myself to look at the brighter side of things and to take this life one steady cup at a time.