Dead letters written by;

I miss you, Seija.

You ought to love me in a long time, but you taking a different road and leaving me with nothing but just footstep’s enough for me to start over again, but with a map now. I don’t know if this is enough to start with but I have to try, right? Do you still keep everything that’s about me? What about the poems and letters? Were they thrown away? I hope not. I am tender and I love that written poems of mine. Would you still care of inviting me into another coffee table and having to share deep thoughts?

Refusing things can be so hard, because I know that there’s still good in you. In people. Yet, here I am, slowly becoming my own person again, because I can only love me right now. No people or specific person can complete me and that’s completely okay, I’d rather wait for now than to chase. I miss you, but I didn’t failed now, for the reason that I do not wish for you to come back, not like before. oh God, not like before..

I took the long way route tonight because I’d like to think about us. Don’t worry, I’ll leave everything behind these train doors. But I’m just wondering where you are right now, and what have you been up to lately? Maybe you are holding someone else’s hand or maybe not. All I could do now is to think about you and there is nothing much more. It’s slowburn yet peaceful.”

warning blast of the horn produced by the trains as they arrived. “Inka! your train’s here, get inside!” She gets inside the second train, closing the note app she just used to write an open letter for the person she dreamed about last night. This person whom she known for years now. Only in her dreams but never in reality.

It happened that she can only remember this person who always appears to her dreams during the days and nights when riding a train. But little did she know that it would be the last time she’ll ever remember the person who’s in her dreams for the longest.

“I’ve got nothing to say but it’s okay.”

— The Beatles, Good Morning, Good Morning

sucks when it’s both 🥲

I can not say this enough,

BOYCOTT!

BOYCOTT!

BOYCOTT!

If you are not boycotting, you are complicit!

my go to cafe near our place (:

SBC has been my fav place. I usually go here w my friend to have a study sesh. Their coffee and snacks are on top!! personal fav is their matcha green tea latte 🍵 a must try when u visit their place hehe. Alsoo, the view from this place is amazing <3

these bitches seeds gay. good for them.

willow in his safe haven ;( imy my babie

The International League of Peoples’ Struggle is now accepting donations for Filipino-Palestinian refugees in the Philippines!

While a number of households remain in Gaza as Filipino residents remain with their Palestinian spouses and families, many have and are currently fleeing to the Philippines where they live in temporary housing. If you have any to spare, consider donating.

“Red is the first color of the rainbow” - Pro-LGBT propaganda poster from Filipino communist Emiliana Kampilan (c. 2019)

It’s so sad that in order to get people to care about Palestine, we completely ignore the thousands of innocent men who have been killed in this genocide. We have to say “children”, or “women and children”, with slightly lower numbers, because the full death count is somehow seen as less tragic when we include men.

My heart aches for the innocent men of Palestine who have been slaughtered. You mattered just as much as anyone else. And for the men who are doing everything in their power to help their fellow Palestinians, we love and respect you. Thank you for all that you do.

I ask the traffic lights if it’ll be all right, they say “I don’t know”

a short poem that i accidentally wrote during our class on filipino 😭 i wasn’t able to grasp the lecture properly bcs i was having a hard time focusing esp it was full tagalog 🦖

the inspo of the poem: Death By A Thousand Cuts of TS - theme song of my fav fav book!! (Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo💚)

it gets better !! :)

somehow…💗

Wanted to bring attention to the fact that Bisan called for mass protests today (April 1st). It’s okay if you can’t march yourself, but please make it a point to spread this so that those who can march do so—and also take this as your own checkpoint to ask yourself if you’ve been faltering in terms of sharing information about Palestine, doing what you can to fund humanitarian aid in Palestine, and staying informed as to the ongoing genocide in Palestine. Some might say it has been 6 months of this, but to me that’s all the more reason to make noise now more than ever. This is one of very few spaces on the Internet where Palestine has not been abandoned in people’s endless efforts to dehumanize Arabs. Please continue amplifying the dialogue surrounding this genocide. Free Palestine. Free Palestins always.

Palestinian children in plastic bags, Palestinian children in kids' backpacks, Palestinian children under the rubble, Palestinian children dying alone in hospitals, Palestinian children are in a nightmare.

Know your priorities, they say…

Had to finish all my pendings and stuff so that I can enjoy a breather vacay w my family 😮‍💨

Some list that I (somewhat) accomplished:

find an rrl for an upcoming proposal in my microbio class

finished organizing my lecture notes

finalized our CWATS project plan

curated a perfect playlist on spotify XD

I used Google Calendar for listing all my tasks and upcoming events/webinars. But, I also use Google Spreadsheet for an accurate and complete lists of all the general things that I need to do. Very helpful if you wanna be organized !!

pretty skiesss are what we live for !! ☁️

i was able to run for 5 km today YAY i think if there’s just one activity that i can do forever i’d choose this🏃‍♀️ most esp if the songs r bopp 🤌