Each year is a continuous cycle of an alike revolt and rotation, but in fluctuates on how the milliseconds are used up. 2017, it’s been great. Ups and downs, one hell of a ride. Thank you and a wonderful goodbye! 2018, be what you want, do what you ought to do. My heart is ready. I am born ready.
//One Last Dig for the One Big Fight in your One Last Flight. Hanggang sa Muling Paglipad, @gizelletan.
There are no perfect love stories. No perfect people. Even a beautiful thing we called magic can turn into something tragic. Only love—no, only true love can break a person’s idea of perfects, only true love can travel beyond a galaxy of stories which aren’t perfect, but are definitely for the books. Friendship is the... Continue Reading →