Author: jewey
the personal blog of a brown-eyed libran addicted to fresh cherries and convoluted wordplays.
this grandma took up skating. again.
as close to sinulog as i could get (which still isn’t close enough)
officially on a records hunt
where the harshness of the graffiti meets the softness of the sea
1000 books before school
of pass the parcels and sherbets
a house made of cardboard
the pauses between 