Words
I didn’t plan to say but needed to.
Somewhere between ennui and spark, my raw, unfiltered bits are here.
I’m a nerdy girl with a pen—the type who always carries a black Pilot Precise V5, has read thousands of books, and still scribbles in the margins. Sometimes I’m just writing back to an author who’ll never read it.
Maybe one day, all these scribbles will grow into books of their own.
The Space Between
Some stories aren’t about what happens. They’re about what almost does.
Untamed Presence
There is an archetype who commands without chasing the world’s approval—she becomes its quiet center of power.
The Cinderella Archetype
These women don’t beg and don’t settle. They rise with vision, clarity, and standards that never apologize for asking for more.
Diamond High
You tuck them in with lullabies, then whisper wishes to the skies. Your rest is short, your guilt runs deep, but even tired, you do not weep.
Attraction Without Action
Not all longing asks for answers. Some feelings are meant to remain unfinished, beautiful in their quiet, unresolved state.
Sapiosexuals
For sapiosexuals, attraction begins in the mind. It’s not about IQ; it’s about curiosity, insight, and the thrill of a great conversation.
Stormy With a Chance of Ice Cream
Don’t just survive the storm. Use it to deepen, soften, and grow. The sunshine will return, and you’ll be ready. It’s just your ice cream era.
The Art of “Arte”
Arte is about turning everyday choices into moments of creativity and cultural storytelling. It is impeccable taste beyond the basics.
Surviving the Faces
They call it 脸色: the “colors of the face.” It’s the weather someone wears— shifting shades of storm and sun. Not all power is permanent.
When You Feel Lost
Sometimes, the loudest noise isn’t outside; it’s the storm inside your own head. This is a letter for those times.
Not Today
You don’t always need a plan, a breakthrough, or an answer. Some days, you just need softness, warmth, and a pause.
Blue, True, and You
Wrapped in shades of blue and endless confidence, she’s a reminder that youth is a glow born from self-love.
Seeds in the Maze
Healing isn’t only excavation. It’s planting a seed today. A tiny hope in cracked earth. Even when the sky feels gray.
Not Another Happiness Project
We’re told happiness comes from purpose, goals, and self-improvement. But maybe the point of life isn’t to chase joy, but to be it.
重男轻女的代价
“重男轻女”是中国根深蒂固的性别偏见,不仅伤害了无数女性的成长与尊严,也带来了家庭失衡、社会问题、甚至国家层面的长期危害。
The Toxic Legacy of Son Preference
How the belief that boys matter more than girls still shapes lives in China—and beyond.
So Traffic, So Busy
Why Filipinos blame “traffic,” Americans say they’re “so busy,” and what both excuses reveal about modern life.
Two Ways to Starve
He keeps his Rolex wrapped tight, waiting for a moment that feels real. She orders oysters with borrowed money, chasing a self that might be loved.
Diary of a Gaslit Husband
She made lasagna. From scratch. Said I “deserve the world.” Wild, considering 12 hours ago I was the worst husband for asking if she was okay.
The Golden Throne
To stand alone, yet hold with grace, is to reclaim a rightful place. No vacant seat can rule your soul; the only reign is self-control.