This is my creativity outlet... and
this is ME... ♥
I AM a future mathematician/ teacher/ reading specialist. Ü
I love to draw, to write, to cut papers,to paint my life, to wait for love, and most of all to collect all the people I meet, put them in a jar and put a label saying: “these creatures create the most loving memories in my life.” I like colorful lights, scented stationery, furry animals, Siberian huskies, cute kittens and puppies, loving family, warm friends, to put up a fight, to drown everything in a sea of sounds and to swim in the colors of the sunset of my own imagination. Ü♥
With this, I share my life to YOU :3.
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People used to tell me to pursue love. That love is something just within arm’s reach and we just need extend an arm to get a hold of it. You risk something to get something.
Soon as I got time to think things through on my own, I realized that love is not within arm’s reach. It is definitely heaven-sent. May it be destiny or given by a supreme being, it IS heaven-sent. You catch it when it falls.
Love is not something made out of rock. Nope. (kung sasaluhin mo yun, malas mo kung ang mata mo, kasing labo ng sakin. Ewan ko nalang kung anong putok sa mukha abutin mo nun. Goodluck.) It’s probably as light as a feather. It takes time before it falls to the ground; or maybe, it would fall on an open book and would get blown away again if ignored. Maybe, it would stick to your hair and you’d only notice it as soon as you got home.
Feathers brings birds to many places. Not all of them flies, but we’d be able to distinguish one from the other by looking at their feathers. For people, we all have our collection of feathers and they would take us to places. Not all of us may belong in the upper food chain, but we all have our own stories to tell. Love drives us to keep doing what we are doing especially if we are surrounded by the people we love.
Romantically, love is catching a feather with gentle hands. You can’t catch it with your hands cupped tight. You’ll destroy it. You can’t hold it too light. It might get blown by the wind.
Maybe we think too much that we imagine love as unreachable as stars. Sometimes, we think that they are as attractive as semi-precious gems that glisten. Most of the time, we take risks and go as far as catching falling rocks. What we do not know is that Someone from above has simply sent something as inconspicuous as a feather and with the help of a little wind of fate, it just get stuck in your hair for you to notice once you get home.
Or maybe, it’s something so unknown that most of us is too scared.
I don’t know.
Will patch up this baby in a bit. :)
huwag mo nang problemahin ang love life mong ilang taon ng puno ng sapot.
huwag mo nang isipin kung paano darating si prince charming mo na di naman nakasakay sa kabayo.
huwag mo nang antayin yung araw kung kelan ka madadapa at masasalo ng lalaking ubod ng guwapo.
ang dapat pagtuunan ng pansin ay yung buhay mong dapat plantsahin.
pati na rin ang tiyan mong wag dapat gutumin. hahahahaha