Why?

Originally posted on Tooting Thoughts:
Why do we love still Even when it hurts? Why do we even care When it doesn’t matter? Why do we hope Knowing how it ends? Why do we still long Knowing they’ll never return? Why do we linger On the memories of the past? Why do we reminisce The…

The Truth About Me Becoming an Ice

I’m just tired… Tired of meeting new people again. Tired of investing my time and emotions to a person who never really cared. Tired of hoping that someone will reciprocate my feelings. Tired of consoling myself when the day comes when that someone realizes that I am not his choice. Tired of picking up myself…

#NeverAgain

Please do not expect me to accept you again, I have no intention of knowing you once more. Stay where you are and please accept that it will never be the same again. I am so much better now and I deserve my peace!  

I Cannot Think of Any Appropriate Title

It takes a million of compliments to build you up and one insult to send it all to crashing down. Hey you! I know that in your eyes I am just a mere peasant, a modern day slave, a person without value or worth, an additional weight on your shoulders, another individual to feed. I…

Weekly Photo Challenge: All-time Favorites

Whenever I look at this picture, it always give the feeling of wanting and being with nature and forgetting about the hustles and bustles of city life. It calms me and gives my wandering spirit another breathe of inspiration to explore more. This photo is taken in Puerto Prinsesa, Palawan, Philippines and this post is…

Detour

When will our eyes meet again? A question only destiny can tell. It has been a while, my friend, But my heart is still under your spell.   I’ve been trying to forget you, And I am sorry because I failed to. I guess you will just stay in my memory, Until you will become…

Weekly Photo Challenge: Twisted

Twisted things give a little bit of drama and a different kind of charm. The picture is taken in one of the parolas or lighthouses in Cape San Agustin, Davao Oriental, Philippines. It took us three hours just to get here and it seemed like we were heading to an unknown place. Good thing our…

Crossing Borders: Journeying Between Armenia and Georgia

Not I, not anyone else, can travel the world for you. You must travel it for yourself. – Walt Whitman Our journey starts at Yerevan. It was 8AM when the travel agent from Holiday Factory, Lilit, picked me up at my hotel and as much as I want to stay in Armenia, it was now…