I know there are a lot of things I worry about that I shouldn’t. I know there is a lot of weight I voluntarily carry that I should probably put down. I know I spread myself thin at times, and that’s my fault. I know this is how I am. But, in all of that,… Read More Always Here
She stands in the corner with her head down, trying to hide the demons that dance in her eyes. Her body is barely trembling with the fear in her mind taking control of her limbs. Her eyes are closed as she tries her best to calm her breathing and slow down her heart rate before… Read More Elevator from the Past
Can I be honest? I’m a first-generation college student coming from a pretty traditional Asian-American household. Instead of pursuing a career in the medical field like my many aunts and uncles, like my parents wish, and my older sister likewise, I am finding a place for myself in engineering and computer science. Let’s just say… Read More This Is Me…as of Today
There was something I had once said, probably four years ago: “If you want to leave, I won’t make you stay. If you don’t want to go, I won’t be able to push you away.” I look back and still want to believe it to be true. Let’s be honest, we’ve all been lied to,… Read More Is It True???
I’m going to quote myself from last year. My post titled I See You reads: I don’t care how many times you screwed up in your past. I don’t care how much you messed up. I don’t care what things you regret but can’t take back. I don’t care as long as you’ve learned from… Read More Please. Please. Please.
Her smile is beautiful. Her little laugh is adorable. Her heart is magnificent. I know that, every day when I wake up, she is either heading to work or to school. I know every day, how much she cares about me and loves me. I know she wants, more than anything, to be there for… Read More Love, Her
It’s always been one thing to have parents against children on topics such as do’s and do not’s, curfew, television time, etc. but it’s another thing when the silent rule is to remain separate. A father who used to work nearly all hours of the day never saw his children as much as he would… Read More A House Divided
She sits in the chair, leaning back against his chest as he wraps his arms around her waist. She smiles as she makes herself comfortable in his arms. The rain outside pours down, the smell of the weather rushing in from the opened doors. She smiles, she feels safe for the first time in a… Read More Singin’ In The Rain
The memories. The photographs. The souvenirs. The dreams. The emotions. The memories. I look back to that year and think, “Wow. Just Wow.” So much happened that year. There were so many things going on at the same time. There was so much hope and happiness yet so much pain and torture. There was so… Read More BitterSweet Memories
Yawn. I don’t want to sleep. Yawn. I’m not tired. Yawn. I love the smile on your face. Yawn. I love the way you looks at me with adoration. Yawn. You don’t want to go to sleep either. Yawn. My eyes won’t stay open. Yawn. But I don’t want to sleep. Yawn. You’re yawning as… Read More (YAWWWWN)
When you’re so stressed you become restless and end up not sleeping, When you are so caught up in what you need to do that you finally manage a full day with your hair tied up, When you are so out of it and obviously overwhelmed that your classmates check up on you, while still… Read More A New Beginning
You are your own person, not there to simply listen to what everyone else tells you. You are strong. You are brave. You have it in you to follow your heart and trust your emotions. Don’t strip your heart out of emotions you are supposed to feel. Don’t forcefully change yourself to please someone else… Read More A Reminder [to You]
It stared at me from a far away distance. Even though I knew very well that I had both the time and space to head towards something different, I couldn’t stop looking back. It’s eyes teasing me, taunting me, and poked at my curiosity. It took a step closer and suddenly fear rushed through my… Read More The Creature Stares
From California to the New York islands. From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters. This land is made for [not] you and me. I finally got my life figured out. I finally got out of the mindset that I need your approval for every little bit and thing that I do. I finally… Read More This Land is [Not] Your Land, This Land is My Land
A “label” gives information about us, right? It kinda defines us in some way or another, to a certain extent. It kinda tells the world about who we are. Label – (n.) a small piece of paper, fabric, plastic, or similar material attached to an object and giving information about it We are defined by… Read More Labeled. Tagged. Defined.