Timmy's take on that Batangas trip

By Tim Serrano

My friend, Timmy, takes the most beautiful photos ever. A very talented photographer, he's also the only person I know with this much passion and love for the art. This is a shot he took while on the shoot/trip last month. He took this using a film camera. Brilliant, yes? Check out all his other photos on http://ffeathered.tumblr.com/.

Timmy and his photos are just <3

5: Nothing to say

The loss of anything to say, the period to a sentence. There is nothing more except the end.

Erase all shadows of you in my mind, haunting and tearing at my heart.
There is only the dead and dying. Leave me be, let me rest.

You do not deserve the thoughts I give you.

4: Upon coming to terms with that which I fear the most

Would I, could I welcome the notion of forever? To give everything up-- surprisingly something I did not find easy to do, even in the realm of imaginations and 'what ifs'.

There's no leaving. I've decided, I'm never leaving you.

I found a place in my head. A place between dreams and waking. A place vaguely familiar, similar, but darker, sinister.

That feeling at the pit of my stomach would not stop. I was alone.

It was me who'd been left behind.

3: Lovely, we grew apart.

It's water around you, surrounding you. Calm, serene and silent, floating along as peacefully as can ever be.
It is always after a storm when the waters begin to move. Raging and tearing and clawing, destroying what stood once before, strong and majestic-- but now no more.

Lovely, you were so lovely to my eyes. Perfect and shiny, I would never tire of you. I would build and grow and learn with you. I would construct my world with you. We were perfect, and you were everything  I ever wanted.

Lovely, what happened? They say everything falls apart, but didn't we take care of that? Aren't these walls, the ones we made our palace of, are they not fortified to withstand the waves that come crashing in from the tides of change? Didn't we take care of that? Didn't you promise they would never break?

Lovely, these walls, are walls no longer. They keep no one out but me. All that's left are ruins. Ruins from the world we built together, debris from the friendship we once had.

In Photos: Tagaytay Family Sunday

Theme for today is Alice In Wonderland, hence all the greens and the flower printed wardrobe.

Okay fine, made that up. It just happened, we didn't plan it.

Everything was shot in Josephine's Tagaytay.

2: Upon being bored

Waiting for time, the clock ticks. The ticking is only in my head, everything is digital now.

Stretching this moment far longer than it should be, there is an impasse. Nothing is moving.

The ticking continues and it flows into a booming bass that goes on every other second. I have no way of knowing if I'm imagining these sounds.

A minute has passed, an hour. Nothing significant, nothing worthwhile.

Darling, can you believe I'm wasting all this time?

Inhale, exhale. How cliche, I think. I argue with myself for three seconds. Doesn't really matter, doesn't even change anything. Three seconds lost to self doubt, three seconds from the millions I lose as each day blends into another.

It's still not time, but what does it matter? Now, or in an hour, I would still be here-- a desert of time and infinity that blends and flows into each other, and everything. Nothing worthwhile, nothing different.

And yet, it's still not time. And I just wait.

I told my kids I ate all their Halloween candy...

Usually don't share stuff I find online, but I saw this on 9gag and it's just too great not to share.

1: Scribble

I do not know what happened, or to what I owe it to. Suddenly I was smiling and skipping.

I was not writing. I had forgotten how much words could  move me. I had forgotten how much power these letters had over me. I had forgotten how much I wanted to be able to affect.

I found you, a muse, an inspiration, an embodiment of what I had almost left behind. Thank you.

Remember what I'm to do now.

Leather Jackets in the Philippine Climate

I've always wanted a leather jacket. I'm sure at some point in your life, you wanted one too-- or still do.

I was always told I could never have one (or bear to wear one with our tropical climate), unless I moved to New York or somewhere sophisticated sounding. The dream or walking around in knee high leather boots and a trench coat/leather jacket was shelved. Until now. 

As posted previously, I just got myself leather boots (a steal!). Welcome my new baby.

What makes it so cool is....

My boyfriend tells me I'm so lucky when it comes to steal buys. Hell yeah.

So yeah, that climate issue is still unresolved, but nothing's stopping me from wearing my cool jacket! Helps that it's not really genuine leather, not that hot and stinky.

Please excuse my messy room and unpainted face and focus on my cool new leather jacket.

Wishes do come true!

DIY: Harness Necklace

The product of boredom, yet again.

I apologize for the crappy quality of the photos. Finished making this a few minutes ago and was excited to post.

Inspiration from here and here, among others.