I'm Shiyin. 11 March '96, turning fifteen this year.
Everyone has stories and this is mine.

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(by bswise)
Eleventh day of this month is when I’ll turn fifteen!
So, I’ve been thinking about this whole being happy thing, and I feel like people get lost when they think of happiness as a destination. We’re always thinking that someday we’ll be happy; we’ll get that car or that job or that person in our lives that will fix everything. But happiness is a mood, and it’s a condition, not a destination. It’s like being tired or hungry, it’s not permanent. It comes and goes, and that’s okay. And I feel like if people thought of it that way, they’d find happiness more often.One Tree Hill | Submitted by yeh-its-nowshad (via quote-book)

(via milkshaked)

Probably the only photo of me in glasses I’ll willingly post online.
Happy Birthday, Mom.
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard.
Do not let the pain make you hate.
Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness.
Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree,
you still believe it to be a beautiful place.Unknown (via plenilunephrontistery)

(Source: thestarsleftmeblind)

Don’t stop me from enjoying this ride that is my life.

30

Here’s an analogy.

We’re both standing in a crowded room. We see each other.

And soon as we get to know one another, the room becomes smaller, and smaller, and the world outside a little irrelevant. Things that doesn’t have to be considered. And finally we’re so close it’s suffocating me, I have to get out of there to breathe.

And I have to leave you behind.

29

I can’t start it. I can’t find a simple, unemotional way to start it.

I know I’m not heartless, I’m not cold. I need what everyone else needs. I just don’t need your name on my screen. And I don’t know how to put it across without coming off as mean.

Change is constant. So put your hands up, embrace it, let everything go. We need emotional space. The physical space is already a immigration border away… and somehow that’s not enough.

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