Being good at love is a decision. Sometimes I think that a higher power is trying to talk to me via the Internet. Or maybe Google is the new God. After my social media cleanse I am back to dabbling and it is a waste of my fucking time. Facebook trying to tell me that […]

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I am still obsessed by this idea of forward momentum. I got 2017 on my back like get the fuck away from me and I can’t tell if anything I know is real. I know that I am disappointing myself everyday. Bleak. My darling ex bf (the junkie) used to say that regret in small […]

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This is my seventeenth day in Melbourne (Saturday 9th Dec 2017). Will it be a lifelong sentence? Time is really weird. It feels like the Philippines was this very distant memory. I don’t feel settled into my new life. And it does feel like a different life. All the elements are the same but nothing […]

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