I can't change the world, but I'm hoping that what I say and do will inspire everyone to try.

Though I may not flow where the wind guides me, I won’t become still water.

The star shines for everyone in the world, but in reality, it itself is surrounded in darkness.

These are the pieces of my youth, the small secrets and the not-so-great expectations that defined my coming of age.

I walked around Soho's street for over an hour, running into familiar faces but never once stopping to chat. It was then that I felt something discomforting and comforting all at once. I didn't want to be here, in this city, anymore.

I always make sure there’s an opening in my room - an inch at the door, or maybe even at the window. My grandmother taught me that if one dies during sleep, the soul needs an exit, or it will be forever trapped in the room.

Doesn't the world inside a black and white photograph seem more real? It's because the real world is losing its color