@glassima
I won 2nd place on a contest!!! This is my first time joining on a writing contest and I'm not expecting to win anything ㅠ.ㅠ Thank you for believing in me and adding this story to your reading list. Also, we reached 1k reads!!! As a token of gratitude, I'll write an extra chapter for Seduce and Destroy. Mahal ko kayo mga kababayan!!! (Maliban lang sa gobyerno)
I have learned that no matter what we do we can't always feel complete about ourselves. To be honest, it's already human nature to crave for something, to feel like something is always missing. But you know what makes that interesting? When you are surrounded with things that can make you see life on the other side— to feel complete even though you're not. That is the moment you will feel that you are full. That you are like a river that flows endlessly because you're at the right phase. You embrace imperfections and it makes you feel beyond complete even though there are still empty spaces waiting to be filled in.
-- Clau Blanco | Moon
Happy writing, co-writers :))
“What’s the world’s greatest lie?” the boy asked, completely surprised.
“It’s this: that at a certain point in our lives, we lose control of what’s happening to us, and our lives become controlled by fate. That’s the world’s greatest lie.”
The Alchemist hits too much ;(
“People learn, early in their lives, what is their reason for being,” said the old man, with a certain bitterness. “Maybe that’s why they give up on it so early, too. But that’s the way it is.”
If only the government knew what the other filipino workers are going through :((
"Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn.
Why?
Because this storm isn’t something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn’t get in, and walk through it, step by step. There’s no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That’s the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.” —Kafka on the shore
630 reads and almost 80 votes in just a month! I am genuinely happy about seeing this! Thank you for the ones who are reading, and will read my story. Maraming salamat po.
Upon working for Chapter 10 of Sedroy, I realized that you don't have to please others on how you look.
"Ano naman ngayon kung nasabihan kang pangit? Maniniwala ka bang pangit ka talaga? No one is entitled to say that to you because you are the first person who will believe in yourself that a face will never be a basis of beauty."
And it hit me. Why am I trying to be attractive just to be accepted and beloved? This chapter really has taught me a lot.
All that is gold does not glitter; not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither; deep roots are not reached by the frost.
J. R. R. TOLKIEN