ever since i was a teenager, i found myself collecting brochures, stickers, photos and other little things as mementos. i learned to keep and use those on my journal as a way to write stories on my journal. i find it soothing and relieving on the days i feel overwhelmed and sad . journalling & scrapbooking are my coping mechanism.
volunteering in the humanitarian field. i want to become a social worker and build a shelter house under my grandmother's and mother's names. it would become a safe space for street children and orphans to receive education and achieve their dreams.
studying. every since i was a kid, i've always loved information and to know.
nostalgia.because who am i without my nostalgia?
food
i'll never get tired of eating these:
fish. i love how versatile it is and it'll always have a way to insinuate hunger in me. my favourite way to cook fish is with bumbu pesmol and deep frying it
" love i can work with. i might not know how, but i'm willing to learn. for her and only her. " / " would you like a greenhouse? " ( declan kane ) from terms and conditions by lauren asher
" i'm happy with the fit. my hands knew the size of you. " / " my gift to you. for all the birthdays when i didn't know you. " ( michael larssen ) from the kiss quotient by helen hoang
" you look like a dream. " / " we can make it work. we'll make it work if that's what you want. i'll make it work. " / " of course. i always have time for you. " / " when there's a rock on the way and you fall, i tumble down with you. we fight our way up together. " / " and i know that if something did break you, because that is life and no one is invisible, you'd still put the places back together and remain the brightest thing i'd ever seen. " ( aaron blackford ) from the spanish love deception by elena armas
" you are a wildflower, rina. you will plant and grow wherever you land. " ( prem verma ) from dating dr. dil by nisha sharma
" siz de Viyana'da yabancı olmaktan dolayı mutluydunuz, sonraları gündelik telaşlar bu mutluluğu bulanıklaştırdı, ama yine de seviyor musunuz yabancı bir ü... " ( franz kafka ) from milena'ya mektuplar by franz kafka