My Story

Is this a divine intervention, an astronomical intercession, a cosmic mishap, a premeditated incident, or I'm simply doom to fail in the affairs of the heart? Is it becoz I always love the wrong person or becoz I love the wrong type in the first place?

My life has been a series of complicated events, a bunch of terrible mess-ups and a significant number of triumphs. My biGgest failure to date, I guess, is attempting to simplify this complex life. Probably becoz it necessitates certain sacrifices and I'm resolute not to give up things that I consider part of my existence.