The Architect

Where the past meets the present

[heritagearchitect]

Some snippets from site inspection before the commencement of the restoration of Baluarte de San Andres. The project would be a leap for the NM Complex and Intramuros Walled City to be connected through the development from the Baluarte to the GomBurZa Park. (at Baluarte de San Andres) https://www.instagram.com/p/B08fBLgA1_L/?igshid=inh6av6pzsn8

[heritagearchitect]

Plaza Arcade Incorporated, Carriedo, Sta. Cruz, Manila

Snaps of a Brutalist Architecture building along busy streets of Manila.

[rhsin]

how many women can’t sleep because they’re busy thinking about a man who isn’t even thinking about them..

i wish you’d choose yourself tonight

r.h. Sin

[heritagearchitect]

I chose myself, yet I can't sleep tonight.

[heritagearchitect]

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I can't sleep again.

You know what's the ironic part about pain? When you have a physical wound, it's easy to endure or pretend it is not there. While an emotional wound that is not physically present is always there inside you, and pretending to not feel it is just another way to feel it.

[heritagearchitect]

Someone's so happy without my existence.

[bookish-nerd-girl]

Kansas Library

[melisica]

[twoseparatecoursesmeet]

Dining Room Table, 1950s

[bridgettdevoue-deactivated20250]

my book of poetry “Soft Thorns”: http://amzn.to/2sO98xh

[historyofartdaily]

Vincent van Gogh, Van Gogh’s Room in Arles, 1888, Van Gogh Museum, Amsterdam

[bridgettdevoue-deactivated20250]

my book of poetry “Soft Thorns”: http://amzn.to/2sO98xh

[deadpoetsmusings]

“I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound or stab us. If the book we’re reading doesn’t wake us up with a blow to the head, what are we reading for? So that it will make us happy, as you write? Good Lord, we would be happy precisely if we had no books, and the kind of books that make us happy are the kind we could write ourselves if we had to. But we need books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.”

— Franz Kafka (via fuckyeahexistentialism)

[katsavagepoetry]

He will come to you tonight. He will want to lie next to you for a little while. You will let him. And when he leaves, you will hate yourself. Be careful. Be a home for someone who wants to stay. You are not a bed and breakfast. You are not a pit stop on the way to something better. Be the destination. Demand it. Because you deserve it. #katsavage

[heritagearchitect]

18 March 18

Why can't I accept the love I deserve?

Why do I keep on accepting this suffering kind of love? Why do I let him treat me like a piece of shit. Whereas there are people who completely do everything to see the smile on my face, and I just dumped them for the sake of accepting this kind of love again.

I'm so tired. I am nearly tired.

[heritagearchitect]

3 March 2018

It's a happy sad day.

There are so much stuff that disappointed me today.

It's me and my special someone's special day, but he didn't manage to do anything for me. But I still thank God because I managed to meet him today.

The usual thing at our house, nothing good happen since I woke up (except the fact that I woke up okay), until I went home. But I still thank God because I have a house to sleep on.

One of my college bestfriend whom I always talk to, still haven't told me something about her. And I feel like I am not worth trusting because I knew it to one of our friends. But still, I should understand her. Maybe she's scared I'll get mad, but in fact I'll be one of the happiest person for her.

What I realized today: Even tho you have tons of disappointments in a day, how your day would turn out will depend on how you take the obstacles that come on your way.

Keep moving!

[heritagearchitect]

The way to keep them is to let them go.

[heritagearchitect]

Some hidden spaces at National Museum of Anthropology.