About Me

◕ ‿ ◕ CIRE LOUISE is the name. Half ghost, part time swashbuckler. Deep, blurred, filtered and scared to sink. Will be sailing to the city that never sleeps.


Nakakain ba yun? De jk lng, wala ko nun, sa panahon ngayon kase mas masarap pa kumaen kesa magmahal. Mas masarap pang mag daydream na kunyare nag sail ako patungong New York City habang nagi-stargazing sa sarili kong ship kasama ang mga pirates ko kesa mag commit sa isang relationship.

4th year college, Commerce, UCnians. Bat to ang course ko? Yun kse gusto ni mommy, kung ako masusunod, syempre tourism, pangarap ko yun eh.

Some Facts

EXOSTAN ako, Chanyeol at Luhan fanatic. GDragon lover. Nagkaka girl crush lalo na pag nakakatomboy yung kagandahan niya. Mahilig ako mag sulat sa diary ko, with different colors of ballpen. madalas ko gamitin brown, pero ngayon green nabili ko eh. Crush ko si Luke Hemmings ng 5SOS. Mahilig akong mag selfie tas mag adjust ng opacity at overlays. Addict rin ako sa wattpad and soundcloud. Lastly, isa akong poging binibini na mahilig sa ice cream, chocolate, fries, moo, at PAN.

Main Secret

I'm a swashbuckling pirate, wag kang papahuli saken, pag nahuli kita hindi na kita papakawalan pa.

I’m really not fine at all.

Cold, sore throat, head pain, plus mild fever? I’m fine yes I’m not. Gaah, I hate this, I feel weak, do I really need to suffer these in this week? Come on, it’s our prelim week, I can’t afford any absences. Deym! :3

Yes, we set high standards when it comes to boys, but I don’t fucking understand why unexpectedly, we customarily end up falling to those good for nothing guys.

I’m back.

It’s been weeks I guess since I last updated you. I got busy, at school, my thesis, and yeah, I’m being an addict computer player again. Jeez! :) I have lots on mind today, not sure where to start.



I was there for you in your darkest times, I was there for you in your darkest nights. But I wonder where were you when I was at my worst down on my knees and you said you had my back.

(via si-kat-ako)

Nobody said it was easy. It's such a shame for us to part. Nobody said it was easy. No one ever said it would be this hard. Oh, take me back to the start.


I love in cursive-

in a way that’s practiced and precise but rarely of any use.

The apricot is still full even after it is emptied.

The mourning dove is already assumed to live a life of sorrow

long before it watches any of its relatives die.

In abandoned hotel rooms I pretend to be sleeping together with myself

so the rain will remind me of something other

than the way two people initially fall hard in love

then gradually stop falling until the only way down

is through the floor.

When the only man I ever saw beneath the exoskeleton,

(and by exoskeleton I mean clothes),

left with everything but his first name,

I gave up trying to learn to love in print.

There are just too many anomalies, cursive among them-

the skyscraper only pretends to scrape the sky

when in reality no one even knows where the sky ends

and the ground begins.

The one time you get struck by lightning

is also the one time you figured it wouldn’t be a problem.

Just like the one time I fell in love

was also the one time I figured

I would be able to fall back out.

(via backreader)

I write because nobody listen.
"Don’t sit and wait. Get out there, feel life. Touch the sun, and immerse in the sea."

- Rumi  (via perfect)

(Source: tymurf, via si-kat-ako)

"I’ve reached the point in my life where I don’t really care about impressing other people. It’s great if they like me just the way I am - but if they don’t that’s their loss, and it doesn’t really matter."

- OCC (via onlinecounsellingcollege)