20/M/Philippines    Every time I get hurt, I get wounded, and I start bleeding, I always try to turn those droplets of blood into ink. :>

29/M/Philippines    When we struggle, we write. A blank parchment to be filled with words.

17/F/Stars    The stars are dust yet beautiful, you were dust and you were my star.

26/Genderqueer    I enjoy ripping open my brain with the tip of a pen and spilling bits of it on readied pages.

30/F/Philippines    Someday you will find me..