lisatokki
Manila, Philippines
My mind is a mess. I sometimes have this urge feeling of bursting everything at once; and my thoughts seem to scatter everywhere, and I can't find my voice to speak--so I write. In writing, I feel certainty and peace: a thing that I can't just let go.
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