When I was younger, I used to be afraid.
I feared the dark.
I feared the monsters under my bed.
I feared the skeletons hiding in the closet.
But now, I fear nothing.
For there is darkness within me which I have learned to love.
For the monsters I see, they appear human wearing their facades.
For the skeletons who no longer hide, but sing to me in the night.
I am no longer afraid of what I can finally accept.
I am a small girl with huge dreams.
The skeletons can’t fit in my closet;
For the skeletons are my thoughts
while my mind is the closet,
how then do I close the door?
Don’t ever tell your children not to study. Let them go as far as they are willing to.
I’m very good at forgetting.
That being said, the memory must have strong emotions and scarred me for me to remember it.
We all have our horrors and our demons to fight.
You can’t really tell if a person is okay just by looking at them. Some people are better at hiding their pain than others;
If someone is crying and trying really hard to hide the fact that they’re in pain, it may be best to just pretend that you don’t see it happening.
Nothing’s worse than when life needs to remind you that it is fragile.
I was happily just throwing my life around when my father was diagnosed. I realised I could do better, that I had to do better.
I was still not taking things seriously when my mother had a stroke. I was in denial for quite sometime… and then I broke. It was hard to get back into that working form but I tried.
Now life almost stole my father from me. And I knew that I have to really make a difference now.
Hold onto your eldest child tightly. If your eldest goes astray, your other children will follow.
It’s funny how perspective really matters.
In the solar system that I inhabit, I made you a planet.
In the universe that you created, I was nothing more than a dying star in the background.
It’s a little bit funny, the way humans work. They ask for something and when they get it, they don’t want it anymore. It’s like they say, “You got what you wanted but you lost what you had.”
People have been telling me to shut up my entire life, and when I did, they ask why I wouldn’t talk. Honestly, humans are such fickle creatures; they should learn to think before they ask, but then again, it’s not like as if I wasn’t asking for it right? It’s a queer thing when you ask for silence and once you get it, it drives you absolutely insane.
Jynx Frostbyte 