Love speaks to you as you breathe for life. In the dining hall. In the train station. In all moments where reality seems altered. And love will still speak to you even when its soul walks away. Even when language dies. These are entries and excerpts of mine sealed inside bottles you'll never see, locked up in my 18-year-old library of thoughts. A Collection: Volume I HOW WOULD YOU SPEAK OF LOVE WHEN LANGUAGE DIES? August 2023

When my voice fails to utter a word, the pen and paper will do all the talking.

"And when I put on your letterman jacket, I still think about you." When Thea Simmons is tasked with writing an article about basketball hero Faust Carter, the story long buried in rivalry unravels, secrets that should've been hidden are revealed, and a simple letterman jacket turns to be a painful memory. And eighty days is all the time it takes. [cover by @cadetcarswell]

In which Perses Alexander penned letters to a woman he was smitten with, never expecting a response... Until she actually did. Published: January 01, 2024 Finished: January 12, 2024

[Anderdal Manor 1] Every year, the Guecos and the Tanjangcos spend the holidays at Anderdal Manor. For Lovi and Gabriel, this Christmas is different. Way, way different. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

(Game Series # 6) Assia dela Serna's dream was to become a lawyer. Ever since she was little, she had dreamt of becoming one... But from a young age, she knew that her family wasn't financially capable of sending her to law school. Kaya naman bata pa lang siya, sinigurado niya na magiging maayos lahat ng grado niya. She made sure that everything in her transcript was perfect. She needed to get a full ride scholarship to the best law school in the country, St. Claire's Academy College of Law... But things do not always go according to plan. She didn't make it to SCA, but she made it to Brent. It wasn't the best school, but she met a lot of good people. She was happy. She felt like everything was going according to plan. She's gonna be a lawyer. She's gonna go home to her province and help the people in her town. Everything was great... until her last year in law school. That's when shit started to happen.

[sandejas boys 1] He hates her so much he can't think of anything else. She's invaded his senses--smell, sight, sound. What's left? Ah. Taste and touch.

[sandejas boys 3] He's checked off everything--smell, sight, sound. Taste, touch. And she hates him. "What the fuck do I do." "Fuck if we know," Kol bites out. "You're on your fucking own," Yvo says. Some fucking help his brothers are.

[sandejas boys 2] "The fuck did you do to make her like you." Yvo blows out his smoke. "Fuck if I know." Kol scowls. "Taste and touch," his older brother says. "Ask her. They're the only ones fucking left."

PUBLISHED UNDER LIB Note: If you're not into flawed characters who make wrong decisions, don't read this. Save yourself from stress. Started: 10/07/2020 Ended: 11/18/2020 Elora Chin Valencia grew up in a toxic Christian family where she was viewed as the black sheep. Araw-araw ay ipinaparamdam sa kanya ng mundo na wala siyang lugar sa sarili niyang tahanan. She was a consistent dean's lister and an obedient daughter, which left her wondering what she had done so wrong to be disregarded as a speck of dust in the wind. They made her feel like she was just dirt, filling up the empty space. The one who would never have her own safe place. Feeling all of this contributed to her endless suicidal ideations. Baka nga tama sila. Baka nga wala siyang halaga at kailanman ay hindi na sasaya. She almost believed that. She almost held onto that notion. Not until she met the man in his BS Civil Engineering uniform and gorgeous grin, Troy Jefferson Dela Paz. He kissed her forehead, and her loud thoughts were silenced. Her demons calmed down. Her foes were defeated. For the first time in her life, she had proven her family wrong---a happy Elora Chin was possible. She was loved and well-taken care of. Troy embraced her sharp parts, not minding the wounds he might get. But fate had a lot of cruel things in store for her. Because when she thought she had reached the peak of happiness, she found myself drowning alone in the ocean she now called home, alone in her shame, alone with the waves she couldn't tame.