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I woke up from a sleepover having achieved zero hours of sleep. Two months in and somehow I penned plus three more to my list of favorite girls. They all share a strong connection to music. I don’t. It’s just interesting to watch people who already know each other well move through conversations. Simbang Gabi… Read more
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Today, I listened. As stories unfolded, I realized how much has been happening around me without my noticing. Conflicts, tensions, small storms that never reached my door. For a moment, it felt like I had missed something. Then I understood that maybe I hadn’t missed anything at all. There is a quiet gratitude in realizing… Read more
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This conversation with my brother is nothing new. We have been talking about it for a year already, me living abroad, working, and finally stepping into the version of myself I keep imagining. I kept asking the universe for signs, secretly hoping it would say no so I could stay where it feels safe. But… Read more
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Lately, I have been bothered by the role communication plays in a friendship and what it means when two people’s energy does not match. I keep wondering if this is what a lukewarm friendship looks like. I get left on-read, my messages sit there unnoticed, and the conversation never moves unless I push it forward.… Read more
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Some people get ignored in love. Me? I get ignored in work chats, which hurts more because at least heartbreak doesn’t slow down the deadlines. Being seen-zoned is already tragic.You send a message, they open it, and then… silence. Professionalism is optional for some, I see. But worse than that is the Long-Press Strategy™ on… Read more
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We mapped constellations in translucent skiesExchanging life hacks where no ending liesIn any lifetime we could ever chooseOur stories tangle, our souls infuseYet fate sabotages the one our love allowsTogether in every universe but ours Read more
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I used to find peacelike an endgame before the epilogue,a labyrinth to explore,a fleeting pink overlaythat demanded flawlessness,every task ticked, every quake stilled. But latelypeace finds mein the blur of small things.On a shabby benchby the grills at dawn,where matcha warms my handsand the world clams up. In conversations that dawdle,unhurried, like leaves falling down.In… Read more
