21 Marketing Lessons Every Creative Needs to Master — Thought Catalog

Marketing is pretty simple: Find your potential customers and tell them why they should buy what you’re selling. Of course, just because something is simple doesn’t mean it’s easy (as a general rule, I tend to find that simple things are often deceptively hard.) The reason why finding your customers and telling them… via 21 Marketing…

Stop Me Before I Think Of 13 Reasons Why (A Tribute)

It’s really sad to say this, but teenage suicide is actually becoming epidemic, not just an ordinary trend. Some blames the internet for the influence. Some says that it’s the devil himself, calling people to forget their faiths in the One Above and take their own lives. I honestly don’t know which really is the…

You Were Never Ready To Love Me

I just realized how funny all of your promises were… when you left me in the midst of my battle against my self. You said you’ll be there to help, listen and be my companion just like what I was able to give you. I was too stupid and shallow to believe. Blinded by your…

Today’s Song Quote- Need You Now (Lady Antebellum)

“‘Cause I rather hurt than feel nothing at all.”   Pain is one thing that makes us human. It teaches us how to be emphatic towards others. When we feel pain, we tend to appreciate love and happiness even more. Pain also teaches us to be stronger, mentally and emotionally. The challenge of being able…

For healing, in different aspects, was never easy.

I reopened some wounds last night. I mean, not literally. Though I guess that wouldn’t be atypical. I do have a tendency to pick at scabs. I’ve scratched things off until they bleed. I’ve pushed the tweezers a little too far. I’ve never been good at knowing when to stop. Last night, I dug… via Healing…

A Song Of Promise (“I Will Wait For You”- Us The Duo)

Everything was fine, the way it was Normal and ordinary Then there was you, so randomly too And now you’re starin’ at me… This song… This song became my jam during my recent vacation in Manila. The feeling of being reunited with someone special, aside from my family, made me forget all the sad things…

To the woman…

Who slits her wrist every fuckin’ night, drowns her soul in alcohol, overthinks even only because of the smallest of things and shuts the door because she fears to trust. Pillows and blankets she wet, hoping to pull out thorns and lighten the burden. That same girl, who expected a lot from people whom she…