On Love

I am not mainly the kind of person who concerns herself too much with romance. I get too preoccupied with work and personal hobbies, especially nowadays, that I eventually enjoyed being single and independent. But in those times that romance manages to squeeze in, it would make me wonder. Am I too busy? Am I… Continue reading On Love


On Irony & Pain

Pain by jmanapat How deep must understanding be? How long must patience be? How can a source of joy and encouragement, Be the same source of pain? Should I be doing this? Or have I gone mad? Because it turns out, It is my friend Who's making me sad.   I've stared at death in… Continue reading On Irony & Pain