A writer. A weird stranger. A lot of little conversations. An online understanding. Every night. 23:11.

I had a memory of an elephant, and with her, an enshrine in heart.

Dear Mr. Nobody, Nakakainis! Kailan kaya ako magkakaro'n ng ka-PDA? Nakakainis 'tong mga kaharap ko sa jeep, eh! Ngudngod ko kaya sila sa sahig? © redwitheny | breather | 2013

Truth sucks but a single lie pains much more. The fairy tale stories you've come to know were all faux . . . lies.