All I can hear in the silence that remains are the words I couldnt say.

Before drinking my glass of milk before bed time. Click Click Click~ And yes, I still drink milk, because my beloved motha always forced me to do so. Laking Nido ako. :))

It’s been so long since the last time I took pictures of myself. Self-portraits, where art joo!(?) Whenever I’m on a bus and see nice scenery, ideas pop out of my head in instant but once I got home, can’t dig them anymore. I guess, that’s the problem, my ideas don’t last long. It’s like fart, it comes and go. LOL~

In a book, in a box, in the closet, in a line, in a song, I once heard

In a moment on a front porch late one June

In a breath inside a whisper beneath the moon…



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