#MemoryLog

[lilcoffeemorefaith]

6/12 days into the trip.

Homesickness struck deeper now.

Tukne can sleep on his own without me now. He often don't want to talk to me thru the phone. Either he's avoiding me or well... just growing or adapting.

Sadness weigh heavier than relief since they are doing okay without me.

C'est la vie.

[meowdys]

mmkay its sleepy time but ffirst i just wanna say that i love my boyfwiend more than i thought was possible

[yiskashekina]

How is it that I can remember my conversations with GOD at 13 years old but I forgot I had a tumblr account at 30 years old? #memorygap #memorylog

Yiska

[loop-oventrip]

Whose idea was it to compel me into spending hours on a work skin for a work that I haven't even started posting yet?? I want their names

Originally, the background was wood but then I saw the flashbang it would have been for dark mode users lol

[lilcoffeemorefaith]

2 days before my work trip.

Small celeb for graduates sa family - Dylan, Nonoy and Valeng. ❤️

Tama nga noh, dapat sa family, we always aim to live a better life than our predecessors. Kaya mga bhie, mag aral pa kayong mabuti para makapagtapos. 🤗

[meowdys]

[apocalypticdimension]

Pieces

"One man's rationalisation is another's revelation." This quote stood out without question. I read psychology magazines to calm me down. They helped with my general anxiety and it's a good way to cope with stress. I read those words maybe ten times over. Trying to get them to stick. It was hard trying to figure out which part of the world was serious. Delirium was a driving force in my life. It always saved and comforted me. I think the world was finished with lines, laws, and overwhelming work. It decided to be spontaneous in fear, fortune, and fate. Death was walking, living was running, and anything in between was God. It's what I made out of my grocery run. This man attacked me in a public place, even worse, I killed him there! It was time to turn myself in. I don't trust people though. They never had peace, they always wanted what you had. Police were no different. I just couldn't put my faith in people, not even a piece of it. That's all I have, pieces of everything.

[pastlifejournal]

Memory 1

This first entry will be about a supposed memory I feel like I have always had. It is generally remembered most when certain songs play. So far the following songs have made me nostalgic in this sense:

Starship - We Built This City

Don Henley - The Boys of Summer

The Alan Parsons Project - Sirius

Note- these are all songs from the 80s! We Built This City was released in 1985, The Boys of Summer- 1984, and Sirius- 1982.

Now, the interesting part is that these memories take place in the 1980s, outside of Las Vegas. I seem to be a young man in his teens to early 30s, and I'm driving in a convertible with another person. I believe the other person is the one driving, and I am in the passenger seat. I don't know if the other person is a boy or a girl, or what their relation is to me, but I can tell that we are close.

The memory contains several faint fragments, but most of them I'm unable to fully grasp so I'm unable to describe them. The one that is the clearest is driving down the road in the desert a few miles outside of Vegas. It's night and the lights from the city are visible in the distance. Music is playing on the radio and me and the other person are having a great time together, driving through the night.

I don't know what happens, or when, but I'm almost positive that I died in a car crash. I don't think that this was the same fate for the other person. In fact, for all I know, they may still be alive.

But that is all I know about that. I hope to find out more eventually, but for now that is all I have. It's interesting regardless.

(Image source)

[loop-oventrip]

Ello ello, writing update! I reached 6k words before I was given the task of packing my room up and making room for a bed so I've been doing that for a while.

I've gotten the gist of the chapter down and a good ⅕ of it has been written well enough for me to feel alright posting it. That still leaves me with ⅘ left though! Haha

I still need to move the bed into my room so I might take a while to get to it, but know that I'm still thinking about the fic! ^^

[terricolor]

when i got my first hamster when i was little i tried to name him some edgy shit like Silver Moon or something but after a little while of having him my child brain was like no fuck this i know what name REALLY fits him. his name will be Milkshake. and then his name was Milkshake

[lilcoffeemorefaith]

First time since pandemic and being parents that Aja and I went to work (onsite) together. Dahil maaga ang shift nya at 6am, maaga rin ako nakarating sa office. Had simple breakfast with Kuya Dadik dahil ngayon lang din nakapag-catch up. Haaaay, early mornings in the office are so serene and peaceful, sana lagi hehe. May sense of accomplishment agad tayo sa aga natin pumasok. :) 

Start na ba ng pagiging morning person natin? Uhmmm. Hahaha. 

[meowdys]

today i had my big math exam! i didn’t score as well as i had hoped (i got a 70) but i still finished my math class with a B overall. since i finished that, i don’t have any more math for the rest of the year!

besides that, i got some new formal clothes! theres some very shiny shoes, a blazer, some pants, and a shirt...i might post pictures later

now, since im done with my math, im sitting at my desk building my nanoblock hamsters and watching creamheroes..............its very relaxing and i feel very happy. its been incredibly stressful for me to do school recently and now that part of that stress is gone, im able to slow down and take time for myself...its wonderful u__u

[apocalypticdimension]

What the fuck?!

Being honest, I beat him to a pulp. I had to strangle him, first. I never meant to watch him suffer. He was sick and out of his mind. His eyes were bugging! Blinking in rage, yellow and cloudy! I wrestled him to the ground, but he kept coming back. He was a strong fuck, for a sick one!! His mouth hung open, he smelled of piss, and he was howling the whole time. It was a shitty situation to be in. I thought I could save him, but I think he wanted to die.

My moms just stared at me with a distance in her eyes. “What you did, who deserved it, why you had to?! I didn’t realize I was raising God in my house! I understand madness, It’s all around! Like the clouds in the sky! Tell me anything, but don’t tell me you’re a killer!??!”

“I tell you the scariest shit…. THAT! EVER! HAPPENED IN MY LIFE!! You just scream at me. It was me, always me. That had to happen to you, never the other way around?! I’m done here, Moms. I’m leaving now.”

I lost it, but here I am. Just killed a man, broke a woman, fucked my psyche. It was just suppose to be a trip to the store.

[loop-oventrip]

Live footage of a ship coming out of nowhere in my own fic:

[loop-oventrip]

Oh- oh this is gonna go over, I'm only halfway through.