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The thing about chaos, is that while it disturbs us, it too, forces our hearts to roar in a way we secretly find magnificent.

~ Christopher Poindexter

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Across our universe

It felt like it was two weeks ago since day one. How time flies. How did we get this far? What did you do to me? The adoration and respect we have for each other remain intact. ♡ I can live with that. 

But hey, my love from the star, when will I ever see your glow and light up my gloomy sky? 

It’s been a long wait though. But I will be here. The sky is all mine and I’ll sing with the stars. The universe is full of surprises, time will be warped as I delve into its magic.

So I’ll take my time and stay in love with dear Sky. I will see you. We will be breathing in the same crisp air under the starry, twinkly sky, yes? In God’s beautiful time. ♡

Cheers to this day.

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If you are reading this, then I still exist in your universe I hope? I am out of lines honestly. I can’t believe it. I shut down and reopened this laptop several times already, deleting and retyping words I couldn’t assemble in one perfect thought.

I feel like I’m playing a tennis game at match point, but got broken again at winning serve that I could’ve aced. There is an ominous curtain blocking my night sky. I couldn’t find myself these days.

Two, five, seven hours passed by and yet there is no coherence in this piece. Deleting, retyping, and so it goes. Help me, Doctor. Bring me your Tardis please for this damned silly lady. Take me back to two days ago where I double faulted. 😦

Eleven twenty-seven in the evening. Heart be still. TQM.

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Of Cats and Colors

Each day is a fresh start so before I hit the bed, I made the most out of today. Thank You, Dear Jesus for the gift of art and colors. I wish to have colorful dreams tonight. 💚💛💜💙

Love ?

Dear Doctor,

I badly need you and your Tardis. Please take me to another parallel universe where I could at least meet him. This dimension I’m in is and have been playing tricks on me for quite some time now. 😦 

Please take me to Mom’s place too. She was calling my name in my dreams this morning. I am sure she knows I’m in deep pain. 😦

I don’t know what to feel now. I’m free-falling in between defying logic and following my instincts. 

Have you ever been in love, Doctor? Have you ever been in this complicated business called love??? Why is it called love? Does it really exist? Who invented it? Where did it come from? Did aliens know what it is? 

Somewhere in the multiverses you’ve been to, were you able to visit a certain world of love? If not, can you take me with you? 

News Flash: I miss you. Read again. 

Irreplaceable 

Suddenly here I am crying my heart out while trying to sleep. My poor heart yearns for Mom again. Longing for someone who will never be present anymore is the most painful realization there is. Mourning over the loss of a dearly loved one is such a difficult process. Accepting the reality to begin with is the hardest part. One day you’re happy, the other day you’re sad. How do you really move on and get away from it? 😢

Thank You, Mom


“She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible. She walked with the Universe on her shoulders and made it look like a pair of wings.”

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. 👸🏻💕👼

Stay with me, Patience

I am pissed as f*ck! Soon enough my boiling point might burst out of control. You keep telling us that everything’s in place so we waited. We patiently waited. But you treated our patience at sub-par as if it was left unheard. Our will and devotion to the job is 100% but it seem to be of little importance to you. 😦

I don’t want to continue on. I know how far this anger could go. Telling other people about my frustration could also add burden to them so I resort to just let the boiling flow here. Though my positive light is beginning to dim again. I should stop now and take a deep breath. Calm down, self. Calm down. I will try my best to keep this anger in its porous level. Then the little good things would soon come out of the teeny tiny holes in my body.

Having to endure this patience is half the challenge won, right? So stay with me even more.

Whatever is begun in anger ends in shame. ~ Benjamin Franklin