“Promise Yourself

To be so strong that nothing
can disturb your peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness, and prosperity
to every person you meet.

To make all your friends feel
that there is something in them
To look at the sunny side of everything
and make your optimism come true.

To think only the best, to work only for the best,
and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others
as you are about your own.

To forget the mistakes of the past
and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful countenance at all times
and give every living creature you meet a smile.

To give so much time to the improvement of yourself
that you have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear,
and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.

To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world,
not in loud words but great deeds.
To live in faith that the whole world is on your side
so long as you are true to the best that is in you.” 
― Christian D. LarsonYour Forces and How to Use Them




Do you remember?
Feeling the chill of the cold September air?
Feeling the ceiling of the sky with your eyes
Feeling yourself realize that all that you thought you despised
Were all lies and that there were no goodbyes

They were only temporary
Those feelings that you thought would last forever
Those feelings that you thought would never leave your side
Those feelings that you felt were endlessly bugging you, tugging at your heartstrings
Only for you to recognize that there was an end to the endlessness
Nevertheless I must confess
I have my troubles.

Take all of mine away
I can’t face them all today
I can’t deal with them anyways
They’re not worth having anyways



I’d always believed I was a laugher

that’s all I ever did

Incidentally, it turns out I’m a crier

I didn’t know that when I was a kid

There really is no middle ground

For the person that I have become

When I’m a person so extreme

Surely, this life has to be a dream.

To cry and laugh is everything

At least for me it’s true

The two put together

Bring balance to the scene

Knowing this has helped me

through the things I’ve seen,

through the places I’ve been,

through the people I’ve met,

and finally, through all the regret.

To regret isn’t something I wish for

But sometimes it happens and its hard

But to see the light in the darkness

Is all I’ll ever need

This is why I get by

This is why I get by



For my sister: I love you, Ingchuk. You’re gonna have better days <3

We all have our limits

And that’s okay

Sometimes we  reach our limits

But that’s okay

It ain’t all about the good

There’d be nothing good about it if there wasn’t a bad

And we all know that

But we still need to take breaks

A step back to see a little clearer

We’ve all had better days

But this day ain’t all that bad either

Open your eyes and take a deep breath

Everything’s going to be okay



Just be.


It doesn’t take much

to be kind

to be nice

to make someone smile

to turn their day around

Everyone has a good heart

Everyone can make someone happy

So make someone happy whenever you can

It’s a good thing

To be a good person

So love everyone

Don’t let the bad things make you hate

nothing good comes from it

And if ever you feel sad,

Feel it with all your heart

so that when you feel good,

It feels so much better than you think it could

Be happy, whenever you can

Smile more

Laugh more

don’t think about it

just be

Truth is


Truth is, I don’t know what I’m doing

I don’t know who I am, but I sort of do

Truth is, I don’t know where I’m going

But there aren’t directions in life, there can’t be

Truth is, life is for living, 

Making poor decisions and learning

Truth is, I’m yearning 

I want to love everything, not hate it

Truth is, life’s not easy

But that’s what gives it worth

Truth, I think I know it

Truth is, I’m a liar, I only desire

Truth is, I don’t know,

Because maybe I know nothing. 

Truth? I don’t know it 


Summer, I’m waiting for you <3

What Nagasaki taught me


It was already dark by the time our train arrived and all of a sudden, I wasn’t sure how to feel about this city. I was curious as to find out what it had become after suffering a tragedy so fatal to the morale of the nation; but even more fatal to the people and the faith they had in their leaders. I couldn’t help but feel a little remorse though. Whenever I saw things, street lamps, fences and whatever really, that looked old, and even a little abandoned; my mind took me to the bombing. Nagasaki hasn’t, however, completely transformed herself and I feel that she has more of what she used to be unlike Hiroshima. It’s amazing to think that these places were devastated when you see how far they’ve come since then. Their people saw the destruction of life, of their lives and everything around them. Yet they’ve grown out of that, showing so much strength, and so much more resilience.

As I walked around the city these past two days, I clearly haven’t seen everything, and there’s so much more I’d like to see – but the vibes I’ve received have been nothing but slow and laid back, happy and chill. I loved it, so much. As I visited shrines and temples, walked through parks and museums, I learned that change isn’t easy but it happens, as long as you allow it to.

The only other city ever bombed, just as Hiroshima has recovered. At least in my eyes it sure seemed to have. Just being there and seeing what it has become now, gave me a huge insight into the everyday lives of the people. The busyness of the streets in the city, and then the emptiness in the outskirts; such a big contrast yet to me, they gave me the same feels.  Yes, I got them feels from Nagasaki, them feels. 


Cherry Blossoms
(Photo Credz to Megan Kedzlie)




It’s like you trap yourself in a glass cage:

Before you know it, it’s too late.

And you can’t escape it, you break

Glass shatters into a million pieces

Your heart pounds

What about that place you found?

It’s all gone

But it’s always the darkest before the dawn

You’re not torn

You can be born again

Just come back in and then

It’s all going to go away

And this time, you will not betray

All the other people around you

All the other people counting on you


Time’s running out on you,

Time, time is running out on you

You must learn and you must grow

And maybe sometimes the load will take its toll

On you, but you know it’s not going to be that easy

Because it’s you, only you, you see

There’s isn’t more to it than you think

It’ll all be over before you can blink

And you wonder, where did all that time go

Because all this time, I thought time,

Time, it moved so slow

And now, it’s all gone

It’s all gone and it ain’t coming back to you

Time will never return to you

Remember that. 




Here’s a little poem I wrote a few months ago for my Language and Literature course. Through this poem, I tried to provide an outsiders perception of the prostitution industry. I tried to show just how little they knew about the ongoings in the industry and how victims are affected in the process and later on in their lives.


There are things only certain people experience, deviance

Living their whole lives believing, not knowing how deceiving and misleading  people can be

Working hard with the cards that they were dealt,

No one even cared how they felt!

Sold into such dealings

Who would think to consider their feelings? Will these girls ever start healing?

Ripped from their houses, ripped from their homes

Ripped from their families what will help, a simple “om”?

Betrayed, they sway in the darkness they were left in

Wondering why they were fed lies,

Wondering why this was what they were fated

Their freedom, confiscated,

They’re isolated, they’re underrated

And in some cases, you see faces so young they probably can’t even tie their shoelaces

Can you imagine?

To have people force themselves between your legs

People who won’t stop, no matter how much you beg

When your tears don’t mean a thing

Because to them it was only a fling

What then?

When there’s this little girl

Who dreads every single day that comes

Because she just can’t take it anymore

She can’t carry the weight that burdens her shoulders,

the weight that the world has on her.

like the whole sky has fallen and she’s drowning no matter how tall she grows

no matter how hard she tries to breathe, she doesn’t succeed;

it just seems like it’s never going to make a difference

She can’t be bothered to live

And we can’t be bothered to give

Even a little attention, could make a world of difference

For this little girl,

Who comes from the underworld.



  Between spaces incomprehensible

The dreams linger in your sleepy eyes

Blurry as fuck, right?

Between the laces of your shoes

Your being is wonderful

Do you see who you are?

Between the braces in your teeth

That smile so big and wide you get a look inside

Did you set your soul on fire?

Between the suitcases and the moves

The music and the grooves

Trapped, are you?

Between the traces that you’ve left behind

You’ve lead a life, one of a kind

Unique to you and only you

You’re living a life, so live it but make sure you love it too!


Picture by my very good friend, Sian <3