BISAYA i am

This is place is so much Fun! SUMMER FEELS! (

Learn to put the lights out and you'll see what darkness is.

Love a poet. He will surely give you a colorful world.

Our earth needs to be pampered, what happen is we're slowly killing its beating. Things were no longer the same; the sweet sounding chirps of the birds became a requiem as they fell in numbers, the vibrant

Last Kiss

It was a humid afternoon but as soon as the thick black clouds from the mountains swift towards the city the atmosphere became melancholy and was like destroying the fun of a party. The cold wind and the

It keeps on drying my throat That weakens my soft little voice The song that was once lively Has become sad and deeply melancholy. For how many times I begged But no one can just simply lend An amount

T'was a bright calm Monday The sun have shed a lonely komorebi Striking on the dried leaves of the maple tree And the strong gale blows it the next day. Tuesday have passed silently The tree has become

Listen everyone! Hear me out! Lend your ears and take a look. Let me tell you a teacher who possesses peculiarity, the reason why she’s capable of doing the jack-of-all-trades, something I really admire