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Posted on February 18, 2019 by admin

Hurt people, hurt people. Unhappy people create unhappy vibes.  

Conversations with her

Posted on February 17, 2019 by admin

Today Olivia told me that, people die. I think my brother has been teaching her about life and death. So when i met her, after exchanging lines of how much we missed each other. She told me, someday we will die. Most likely Mama (my mom) will be next to die. I understand her concept….

Mac D

Posted on February 9, 2019 by admin

I never really eat Mac Donald’s. I adore their coned ice creams; it’s cheap; it’s the best; creamiest vanilla ice cream around. Growing up as a kid; parents would take us to the mall now and then. We were poor people; getting a meal in MAC d is like what… once a year ? On…

Posted on January 30, 2019 by admin

Hurt people, hurt people.  

Gratefulness

Posted on January 14, 2019 by admin

Today i am grateful, for the sun, for being able to breathe and to walk.

My life before you.

Posted on January 11, 2019 by admin

You can say I’m assertive or aggressive ; competitive; ideal; unrealistic. So tired of being around negative people; who only complaints; who only give excuses; who takes but not gives; who expects things to drop into their laps. If there’s one thing that drives me is that; I can’t accept ‘I don’t know’. I won’t…

My insides

Posted on December 19, 2018 by admin

May be ugly may be pretty. Papa came to me last weekend. We were at the beach, it was windy. We were having a picnic. Dad looks happy, he is beaming with joy, and his skin is glowing. He is a healthier version of himself. He was barbecuing meat for all of us. Everyone was…

What would papa say ?

Posted on November 29, 2018 by admin

The first thing she did was hug me; and told me she loves me. Oh; the joy.

Posted on November 17, 2018 by admin

She wanted to take pictures together. I was directing her on how to hold the phone to take a wefie, and to smile while pressing the capture button. shes growing up too fast.

Dear Rachel; I miss you so much.

Posted on November 16, 2018 by admin

I hear your cries, through your tears, fears, all your panic attacks, I can imagine the external torture, and the internal torture that you’re experiencing. I’m sorry for this hard phase, you’re such a beautiful person, and i hope that when you look at the mirror, you see what i see. You’re enough, and good,…

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