I feel thankful that I've reached this understanding yo.
When I read this when I was young I had zero appreciation for it.
Now every word fills me with tears of understanding.

People who leave heaps of trash in cemeteries. My question is...WHY?
Would you like it if I leave trash inside your house so you understand how stupid and disrespectful u r ?HUHH
*Strangles you just enough that you can breathe the smell of rotting food next to your face when you inhale some air*

I need a lot of buffering time to truly feel things, and that sometimes means taking three days to process something that happened on an ordinary Saturday. Sometimes it also means writing about the same topics repeatedly over the span of a lifetime.

I post my sheet tea poetry on my Instagram stories sometimes.

Third week of November.
I bought clown make up for my clown self.
I listened to cold/mess for 10 hours.
3 flowers and a feather from mother hen slaughtered at the day of the typhoon.
Life as a walking storm.
11/19/2024

There's poetry somewhere there. But I'm still too lazy to write about it.

This was yesterday. I fell asleep as soon as I got home (aka after I finished some work)

handsome boi

Last message before I disappear in the void where power outages lie.
🙏

3 am thoughts

Halat
Halatun
Halat-halatun
Maghalat. Naghahalat.
Magharalatan,
magturugang kang kagabsan
na mga tios na daeng reklamo
ta natuod na sa sistematikong abuso,
kang kurap na mas nagyayaman,
nagpapayaman na magparamilya
na warang pakiaram
sa mga tawong nasasakupan n
tios asin tios na buhay ang namugtakan

Halat. Halatun. Halat halatun. Mag halat. Naghahalat. Mag haralatan, mag turugang kang kagabsan, na mga tios na daeng reklamo ta natuod na sana sa abuso, kang kurap, na mas nag yayaman, nag papayaman, na mag paramilya na warang pakiaram sa mga pamilyang naghaharalat.

November 12, 2024

November 6, 2024

The prompt:
Draw a dragon and a giraffe cooking corn with a magnifying glass :D