It's been 3 weeks since I started my course in Human Rights, and this article surprisingly reminded me of the Buddhist scripture.
What on earth is my life?!
At 27 years old, I should really know what my career is like. Now, I am just about to change it AGAIN.
Freezing war #poem
Knotted face on nodding spine Claimed this home before your time Pinned the sky onto your eye Then turned around and said goodbye Then churned a sound to cause your fright How a while can screech so wild When steps stretch craters wide Death tonight is really taking its time Scratched the... Continue Reading →