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We live in an age of the ephemeral. We are surrounded by digital noise, instant gratification, and "knowledge" that disappears with a swipe. In our rush toward the future, we have accidentally abandoned the very things that make us human: the ability to think deeply, the patience to read slowly, and the dignity of creating things meant to last.

Nothing hurts more than having a family who openly hates the parts of you they haven't known about. The openly hating is the worst part because it's embarrassing to say the least.

it's so sad that people's healthcare, well being and respect were obstructed just because they were somebody who was and still considered "different." the history of humans just being human, defending humans from other humans just breaks my heart into pieces. the world needs to realize that no matter what our identity is, we are human, we are somebody, we are nature. animal abuse can't stop if we keep on abusing even our own kind.

Acknowledge the bad, acknowledge the good, acknowledge life. Don't spend your life being in denial.

It's a comforting idea that something like You exist, it's hard to believe in the idea if I have never felt your presence—don't ignore me, stop ignoring me when I call out to you.

What's the point of creating me if my whole existence is considered a sin? if I'm not considered deserving of love? if my existence brings out the hatred of the "faithful"?

For someone whose family would choose this religion over their own blood, I've willingly ignored rules and consequences of this religion just to feel even an atom of feelings towards you.

Contradicting yourself is the way to expand and find yourself. #neverletthemknowyournextmove frfr

I ponder about the present and compare myself to a year ago, and I find myself not recognizing my own soul.