Grownman mga kuwento

There was a little Barn Swallow. His little nest occupied every corner of his heart, a home built without asking, a shelter woven from longing and devotion. He had made that nest in the hollow of his chest, in the marrow of his bones, in the spaces between heartbeats where no one else had ever been allowed to settle. And still the bird did not come. Still the swallow did not return to the only place that had ever been carved for it.

Student of the game I'm just ahead of my class

Terry has what she always wanted.... her ideal man right in her arms buh he is betrothed to another and every touch and love he shares with her is like a stab to her heart. He shamelessly confesses his love to her yet he always ends the day in the arms of another. When will he ever love terry with as much energy as she does? Will he ever leave his girlfriend for Terry? Or will she just get tired of dieng inside everyday and move on Buh let's face it she's waaay into deep and not even her love for girls can save her from the pit this man has thrown her into.