Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
Just a dude trying to get through college on nothing but his brain. Wondering how that'll turn out. Married to poetry. Has a one-way relationship with prose. In love with a woman. Cries like a man ought to. Lives in the metro of the Philippines. Born and raised as an asshole (thank you my miserable experiences. You have taught me valuable lessons). Listens to music that makes him dance. Not very fond of the whole hip-hop thing. Mostly jazz. Mostly metal. Mostly cocks on table tops and other awesome things. A kid who loves Nature. Would prefer to be barefoot. Hates the feel of shoes. Wears sandals to compromise. Would like to be a well-known artist one day, not because of his literary pieces, but for reviving the love for Art in the Philippines (and maybe the world). Needs to stop staying up all night. Addicted to Minecraft and Skyrim (God save me). Speaking of god, religion is dead, corrupted, empty. So is society. And other things. But that's another story. Let's get back to Keav. What else did we miss? Oh! He wants to learn how to cook awesome shanghai rolls so he could make a certain someone smile. Currently addicted to Slam poetry. Writes his own to pick-up this certain someone. Keav misses this certain someone so.
Life goes on.