I have so much to say, but i believe no one is there to listen. So i began writing this endless journal. Words in a book serve as a means to look into the past. Its like keeping something safe. All my dreams, hopes and failures and a great disappointment are captured in the alphabet. Writing my heart out isn't as easy as it seems. I do want it to blossom into something bigger than myself. A few people read what i write. Every time someone reads a piece of my life, my blood rushes all through. Jotting down words about your intimacy with life and losing control of the script as the world reads it, feels like giving up a part of who you are.