I love dreaming. In my dream, i have freedom. I am a pricess in my kindom. Granpa is my king but somehow he was my knight ans somehow. I even pushed my knight away. I was invited to a battle. I had my weeding dress designed. I knew exactly how to put that mental picture… Continue reading A girl who dreams
waking up, 27 years old. in a mental hospital bed I did not deserve any of those suffering or confusion. prayers and blessings. A wise man told me the only freedom we have is to make decisions under our own circumstances. who am I, what are my decisions? I am a nurse, a teacher, a… Continue reading wake up
YOU ARE ALL MY WANT I DID NOT DESERVE YOU FOR MY OWN PRICE TAG BUT GOD tells me I am a born princess I struggling to PROVE to Pretend who I was and forgot my identity. Happiness in my childhood shields a light I was happy I was always happy Being with you Are you… Continue reading Priceless
I was diagnosised with mood disorder with paychosis symptoms manifestes with delusion. At the age of 19, i really hates my life. This medical lablel stealed everyhing in my dream. I love imagination and enjoy finding art in my life. But somehow this is a crime. Crime setenced lifetime behind the bars. I stoped my… Continue reading Waking up
The other night, I did some craft art that I later realized that is called “Bordering” . In my workplace, there is a senior nurse who is so talented in life. She makes her own potato source, knitting, basically, everyone would LOVE to have an aunt just like her. So you are covered in the… Continue reading Touching the stars
I admire grandparents’s relationship. its always cheesy, rainbows, unicorn. I remembered at that time, I must be before elementary, my grandpa would dance with me simple steps. he boasted back in old shanghai, they do that. should be before elementary school, I guess I would decline to dance with him after that old. but now,… Continue reading My grandparents
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