Ode to a Queen. I’ve seen the best and worst of Cebu. And I have learned to open my arms wide for them. Because if you love something, you’ll accept […]
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Words by Leylander: To the Man Who Cried for Me
Only one man has ever cried for me. And no, it wasn’t my dad. Yes, he spanked me a couple of times but I don’t remember that. All I remember […]