Blogmas #2: Why?

Why do we cry alone? Why don't we reach out when we're sad and then wonder why we feel lonely? Why do we deny ourselves of comfort and companion and wonder why we are never in a deep relationship with people—soul to soul?

poem about anxiety

Poetry | Taken Away

words that kept them going and stitched them whole were the same words that triggered; the same words that rattled

It’s Not You, It’s Me

It is not like I don't want these people in my life. I don't want myself to be in their lives. If that makes sense?

My Funny Story on a Valentine’s Day

If you are in a relationship, I hope you spent it really sweet and loving. If you are not, please do not think you are less worthy just because. If you didn't receive anything like flowers or chocolates or whatever, that is okay, too! Your value doesn't amount on those.

because this is my first life review kdrama

KDrama Review | Because This Is My First Life

When we meet someone, we meet his past, present and future with him. Everyone has its weight. The beauty of meeting someone would be accepting all of his baggage. After all, every failure, triumph, and dreams are what make us.

poem about coffee


With you,

there’s an endless

sunrises and sunsets

and coffee cups.


All I have for you is apathy. You know how people say that hate is the opposite of love? It’s not. Love is when you feel everything all at once. Apathy is when you don’t feel anything—at all. I don’t feel for you.


I entered the café and a sudden thought of him came flooding in as I breathe in the aroma of caffeine. He never liked coffee but he still accompanied me whenever I wanted to have a cup. He even let me switch our drinks whenever I felt like mine is too bitter and his is … Continue reading THIS IS HOW I’LL REMEMBER HIM