My 20th birthday.

Half year left, it’s like everything moves so fast around me, feel like I left so far behind. I feel too nauseated to work everyday, stressed because of work everyday, thinking about work everyday, it makes me so engrossed in the world without realizing that I just wake up not in reality world but in the world of work. Guess what, today is my birthday, the day where I was born, the day I am become into being, the day I know I am one of the million souls. I am 20 years old now and I can’t believe my birthday has gone so fast. I hope my birthday will be repeated every day; I want to feel the joy, excitement, peace...

This Isn't The End.

STOP THE BLEEDING. LET'S THE SHED SOME LIGHT.

My scars tell a story...

where love was the hero.

Cutting used to take my pain away.

Now love keeps the pain away.

I used to think hiding from the pain

would make it go away,

but now that I embraced pain

I can begin to heal.

I was so close to breaking

through to her,

but she didn't know...

She had so much

to live for.

I tattooed live and love

over the hate, 

I carved on my arms.

Now I teach teens how to live

and love themselves.

The pain will stop before I do!

My scars can heal.

And so can I.