April 7, 2012


January 29, 2012


what i have to remind myself

They all have a story. Each and every one of them. Even if it’s ordinary, it’s a good one, because it’s special and real.

So I don’t want mine to be like this.

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January 15, 2012


January 5, 2012


Hello.

So, another new year. 

Remember how I said I’d participate in NaNoWriMo? Yeah. Didn’t happen. 

I also told myself I’d be better. I don’t think that happened either.

Oh, I don’t know. I have a lot on my mind and a lot to do, but zero motivation to pay them any attention. 

Just know that my life will be hell from now until April 1, especially from now until February 15. More like February 15. 

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get your shit together

October 12, 2011


i’m hoping that things will be okay. i need them to be okay. 

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October 1, 2011


Duckey

I’m strangely saddened that one of my best friends from high school no longer calls me by her nickname for me. I guess this is what happens when you go to college. 

Maybe I should take comfort in the fact that it took us four years to reach this point, instead of three, or two, or even one. 

But, I don’t. 

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September 28, 2011


“You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.”

My favorite. Then, now, forever.

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love favorite forever

September 7, 2011


oh.

it’s hard when you lose a friend, even if it’s one you don’t know too well. 

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July 13, 2011


July to August

Have I mentioned that I’m in Taiwan for the summer? 

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best

June 26, 2011


TOO LOUD

i feel like i’m drowning. people around me are too loud, in every aspect, leaving me in the shadows, colors and voice subdued. i feel vulnerable and weak, and i can’t help but notice that i’m always the one that’s expected to be there, and then just gets left behind and forgotten about, only to be remembered moments later with a feeble apology. i can’t talk, but i have so many things to say, and even if they’re not all that interesting or fair, they’re still words and they deserve to be heard, but no one seems to hear them because they just get lost in the million other voices that are constantly circling in the air. 

i want to scream, but i’m scared to find out if anyone will hear it. 

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