#hugsarehandmade ❤

Chiara changing the world one knit of yarn at a time 💓💖💕 each projects named after Filipino women worthy of note 💪 Thanking the Universe I get to encounter such unique people with overwhelming passion who defy the gravity of "rest", "stability" and "immovability" with "restlessness", "change" and "moving"

It was Monday.

I hope to meet a guy who would love me with all the figure of speeches in him than shower me with adjectives, yung mala-Tonyo po sana please #KitaKita 

TMI.

Today's Lit: 

1. "May lakad ka sa Sunday?" 

2. "Meron eh. Bakit sana? Bike ba? 

3. "Hindi. Simba sana sa Baclaran. Gusto ko sana ng may kasama... Ano palang lakad mo sa Sunday?"

4. "Niyaya ko Sya lumabas. Hehe"

19 July 2017

Cc

Mama combed my hair today, I'm her prettiest daughter, she says cc my two older brothers lol 

Yellow lights

The van always found itself stopping at the exact same place where yellow lights are glowing, where it saw a girl tightly hugging a boy she cannot have 

Fleeting.

She was 23, on her way home from work and was thinking about spaghetti, of burger, the smell of hot rice, of home cooked meal from the mother she missed for 2 days. He was 25, on his way to work with lungs filled with one packed cigarette smoke and was thinking about sex, stars and moon bursting... And yet, and yet here they are, two wandering souls in a chance encounter so precious, so profound, so short, so sweet, lost in that ten second heartbreak.

*Another random writing of 2 years ago lost somewhere between Alabang and Wanderland but was physically stuck inside a Tas Trans bus waiting, watching from the window a random stranger smoke