“No one is strong and unyielding all the time, and none of us should be. We all have to let down our guard sometime. We are made up of different parts, sad and happy, strong and weak, solitary and in need of others. And there is nothing shameful about that.” 💚

—Cassandra Clare, Chain of Thorns

Delved into my belongings from years past and saw this Scrapbook I made for my Art Class in High School

Hmmm they value meteorites, I guess.

Which can be a bit understandable, they came from the outer space. I mean, remember the knife of King Tut?

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Please don’t be in love with someone else, please don’t have somebody waiting on you.

After work, I didn’t go to sleep instantly. Instead, I went to the fish market with my brother. And also to the nearby town’s wet market. I saw these sea grapes and bought them. After arriving in our house, I showed them to my mother. She asked why was I rinsing the “lato”, I said so that I could prepare my salad. Then she said, “didn’t you know they would melt? You should eat that sooner than later.” And of course I didn’t know, why i had to eat them, because after a few minutes in our fridge, they really did start to “melt”

Also, someone made me feel giddy on Instagram today 🥰🩵✨

And all of the fictional male characters I’ve been enamoured with. I could see in him 😅 🩵

In the celestial dance of night and day,
Where the sun’s golden rays light the way,
A love story unfolds across the sky,
Of the sun enamored with the moon up high.

Radiant and fiery, the sun shines bright,
A symbol of warmth and eternal light,
But hidden beneath that brilliant glow,
Lies a longing for the moon’s gentle show.

Each evening, as darkness begins to creep,
The sun yearns for the moon as it falls asleep,
He watches from afar, aching to hold,
The one whose beauty leaves him beholden and bold.

The moon, with her grace, adorns the night,
Casting a soft glow, a tranquil sight,
But she dwells in the realm of stars and dreams,
A distance too vast, or so it seems.

The sun’s passionate heart, it burns with desire,
To embrace the moon and set their love on fire,
Yet fate has decreed their paths cannot align,
For they exist in worlds that cannot intertwine.

As dawn approaches, the sun must depart,
Leaving the moon with an aching heart,
Their stolen glances, fleeting and brief,
A love that remains forever beyond belief.

So the sun continues its celestial race,
Across the sky, in an eternal chase,
A love unrequited, a bittersweet tune,
For the sun forever loves the moon.

But in the moments when twilight is nigh,
When day and night share a fleeting sigh,
The sun’s gentle rays softly caress,
The moon’s face, filled with tenderness.

And though they can’t touch, their love remains,
An ethereal bond that forever sustains,
For even in distance, their spirits entwined,
Two celestial souls forever aligned.

So, as darkness descends, and stars take flight,
Know that love, in all its might,
Transcends the boundaries of time and space,
A love that the sun and moon forever embrace.

Disclaimer: I already apologise to writers and poets. I am just curious how the AI would be able to write something with just a few ideas. TBH, the poem feels familiar. Like I’ve read it somewhere before. Hmmm

Recovering from Bronchitis

Totally! I’m moving to my apartment next week as well. (I know you have a different case and such)

Anyway, imagine having tons of hardbound books and you bring them with you when you’re moving 🤷🏻‍♀️ but of course, the heart wants what the heart wants and my heart will never abandon my precious books