In the End

When words of stones were thrown upon me, perpetrators heard not a single word from my mouth. Friends began to be divided into the real and the unreal. One thing that painful experience taught me was to be ever thankful and faithful to the real ones. Because as Martin Luther King, Jr. put it, "In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."

Found

For a long time
I sat by the window
waiting for the passing of a sparrow.

I was not looking
when I found
what I was looking for.

If it hurts, act like it doesn't

Finally, she likes to write. Encourage her.
You're dead if you don't.

Where are you?

Me?
I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw.
I'm scared of what I did, who I am.

I'm scared of walking out of this room
and never feeling for the rest of my whole life,
the way I feel when I'm with you.

- Dirty Dancing