"Only do not forget, if I wake up crying
it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands...."
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

I believe that writing is the most painful way to get over someone.
I write to express.
My mind is too loud, tangled... a mess.
My brain won't shut up at night.
I love darkness. It's in the darkness that I can feel freedom. Total freedom actually.
Silence is good but sometimes it can also drive you crazy.
If you wish to enter my mind... DON'T. You won't like what I'm thinking.
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  • JoinedMay 27, 2014


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iLeanaArtemis iLeanaArtemis Nov 08, 2017 03:16PM
Reasons why I'm editing Tug of War:(1) I'm a mess when this story came into my mind. I need diversion kaya feeling ko ang gulo ng story. Haha. (2) Ang daming eksena yung naimagine ko pero hindi sil...
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