Wounded heart, is now healed. I can finally spread my wings, and fly freely once again. Leaving the last chapter wasn't easy, but if it's for myself then i'm willing to leave the last chapter, and start writing a new one just for myself. Take the first step, accept new beginnings, even if I am scared, even if I think I can't, i'll always remember I'm doing this not for anyone, only for me. Just me. Healed, Trixie.

A diary of a girl with a wounded heart. Etiam sanato vulnere cicatrix manet. I didn't know that I will regret after doing those actions. "I never thought it will be this hard.." I choose myself that time, I choose my peace, I choose to love myself more, that's why I lose the chance to confess my feelings for you, I'm sorry. May the petals teach me the art of letting go. Still loving, T.