My Beloved Shiva,

thetruthisone:

All I desire is to be closer to You.

Above all things

Above all people

Above all achievements

I want You.

All I want is You.



cornersoftheworld:

“I met Lola Purping during our “photo-walk” at Binondo today. She was  sitting quietly at the gutter right outside the San Lorenzo Ruiz Church.  I couldn’t help but noticed the big lump on her face that she is trying  to cover with her hair. She would throw some shy glances at me perhaps  because she felt uneasy that a big guy carrying a huge camera is staring  at her. I smiled at her and she timidly smiled back at me. I sat  besides her and tried to strike a conversation. Lola Purping is  a street dweller from Samar. She is about 70 years old with poor  eyesight and carrying a large tumor near her face. She and her  grandchildren would sleep with empty stomachs on the streets where and  whenever the night would catch them. I told her that she is a bit old to  take care of her grandchildren. She told me that her children left her  without a choice as they went to Cotobato and never returned until now. 2 days ago, she lost her few valuables, money and medicines to a  pickpocket as she was going out of the church where she stays from  morning till afternoon. I asked her if I can take her photo and  put her story on my blog hoping that some kind souls might be able to  offer some help – any help. With tears on her eyes, she nodded.  If you happen to pass by San Lorenzo Ruiz Church in Binondo, you might  see Lola Purping quietly sitting along the gutter when she is not inside  the church praying. Please offer a kind smile to her. I would  appreciate if you can share this and make it viral until it reaches the  heart of someone capable of and willing to help her and her grand  children.”

I feel so alone

It’s not that it’s a new building. It’s not the new classes. But I seriously have no “friends”. I admit, I’m awkward and try to avoid people, however I can step up and introduce myself, but there is no response. I am just starting to really hate this school, this town, and this transition in life.

If you’ve read this far, thanks I guess. The internet can only do so much.

I also hope I die young. I don’t think life is worth all the trouble of living as a grown up. I have no significant other, no intention on children or a family, no real requirement or drive, to find a job or pay for school, my family’s alright and will be content afterwards. Yep. I’m pretty sure if I died tomorrow, I’d die happy. 



This Chick. 

Just going to get through it.

The best way out is always through.



Sappy. Me gusta

Om.




milesian:

A donor heart beating in a mechanical system which keeps it warm, oxygenated, with nutrient enriched blood pumping through.