We all speak one language: Compassion.
And I, Juboe, speak of it in a very precise manner. A manner that exactly addresses the only man I adore, Gabriel.
I am a public speaker and an artist. I have a way with art and words. But when it comes to my compassion for my Gabriel, I am rendered utterly speechless.
Yes, you are not mistaken. This is an account I created which he does not know that exists. An account I specifically dedicated for him. An account to speak all of my thoughts for him when I couldn't deliver it personally.
Because I speak of compassion; a muted compassion for him. A voiceless one.
- Manila, Philippines
- JoinedSeptember 8, 2018
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Story by Juboe W. Junbei
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Apoptosis
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Words.
Words are powerful.
Words are overwhelming.
But not all words could be spoken.
Not all words are enou...
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