Nostalgia

a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations.

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Things you've never been taught
to pay your taxes because learning that the square root of -7 just doesn't work is more 'important'.
you where never taught to be creative because teachers have a speific leason plan that goes from A to B, but there are 24 other letters in the alphabet and you can't do much with just A and B.
no one ever taught you how to love or how to deal with a broken heart.

Letter from my heart

Dear Maycin,
       Thank you for keeping me alive, I know that we have gone though some tough  obstacles  in our life and we still have many more but we can do it as long as we are in it together. Life is not over and sometimes feel as if nothing will get better but it always does in the end. If I could give you any advice it would be to hang on and we can do this thing. I'm here with you till the end.
     

With much love , 

Your heart 

my story

My story starts in 8th grade the day I had 4 strokes and almost died. It was my mom's birthday the day I was rushed in an ambulance to primary children's hospital. Later that day we found out that I have a blood disease called TTP. I was seconds away from dying when they rushed me into surgery to get a tube in my neck that went to my heart so I could go through dialysis everyday for 16 for 3 hours hooked to a machine getting my blood cleaned with 20 pints of plasma. They put me on many a drugs that I hallucinated that night about this boy in my hospital room that was trying to kill me by burning me alive long story short my mom didn't leave my side all night. I was moved to the 4th floor the cancer floor because I was so sensitive to everything. What I've learnt from this was that everyone is going through their own battles in life and no one can say that their battle is harder or easier that the next persons.

it doesn't hurt anymore

you're trying to hurt me like

 the ocean trying to wash away the shore

 or 

 fire eating away paper 

or 

the cold in summer

or 

empty promises

or 

broken hearts 

or 

goodbyes

but

 you can't hurt me. i'm already dead. 

who? me? afraid?

ME Afraid?

Growing up I was always told not to show that I was afraid.

BUT I am afraid and I don't think I can hide for much longer.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

human or robot

I not sure if I'm still human, I'm always doing what I'm told I don't ask much questions and I stay back in the shadows. We are all being controlled by something so aren't we all robots?