mirak0419

people are souls. we need deeper compassion, vaster forgiveness, and kinder love.

and we move on and we move forward because that’s what we do.

“all the decisions that go into making a life– the choices people make, together and on their own, they combine to produce any single event. Grains of sand, incalculable, pressing into sediment, then rock.” — Tara Westover, Educated

is still the wrong person.

gems from my conversation with t.l.: Do you know what’s attractive? Emotional and mental stability. Sometimes, the stars gotta align Sad walks at target: a concept.    

“What the world needs are people who come alive.. so don’t look for what the world needs, but come alive, and then see what you can do”

you’re helping them prove the goodness in their heart so that it will protect them one day in the future when they need it -s.c

my waves your rock we used to be in harmony and break each other all at once and it would hurt and i knew we were not of the same element but look at this beach we are making. kids playing friends getting together dogs running tongue out, tails wagging and we continued. consistent consistently…

you know when imperfections become perfections? like ojiichan’s tamagoyaki. Drenched in sake the alcohol not even fully burned off before he served the big plate. yotto! tabenasai he’d say and I would pick up my chopsticks in the way obaachan taught me how tabenaide – don’t eat it papa would warn me scolding ojiichan for…

i will never use your faith against you because even though i don’t believe, you do. – d.w.

Where are you going? To join them You don’t have to you know But I must go No you don’t, you can stay and keep me company I must go Why? So I may give back to where I came from so that you may live

Okay, we didn’t work, and all memories to tell you the truth aren’t good… But… love was good. There should be stars for great wars like ours – Sandra Cisneros

k.m.: does it rain because the sun melts the clouds k.m. : sometimes I wish I could shrink really small so that i can go into those cracks in the wall and just chill you know k.m. : are you half black because you get me k.m. : you’re like a chill hippie that doesn’t…

*sees all the school admin walk down the hallway towards us* j.s. : *pulls something out of his back pocket* me: what are you — j.s. : *applies deodorant as we are still walking* me: j.s. : what

trying to keep record of stories from school cause I swear if I don’t keep record of them, when I tell the stories in the future, no one will believe me.

These days I listen to music a little louder

i feel like i have already lived one hell of a life and each day i still get to live is a gift from God

to emerge with even more love than before instead of hatred and bitterness what grace.

i’ve been broken been shattered actually but i’ve never disappeared i am still here always will be bitch

how i got here i do not know the rolling waves mock me some roaring with laughter, some whispering as they spit salt water into my face stinging my skin clinging onto my tongue. i can see them glancing back at me as they unite with their other all part of one body all bodies…

when i was little little enough to fall asleep in papa’s lap big enough to wake up a little embarrassed i got scolded for the first time for talking back. “you are a child and i am your parent,” mama said “and you need to act more like a girl” a girl is what they…

I am a sunset chaser. Ever since Papa taught me how to be one, I’ve learned of the best spots to watch as the day turns into night, the tired parents returning from their work and the hungry children racing back in for dinner. Sunsets always remind me of when I break the yolk of…

“I’m a swan. Above the water I look graceful, but under water I am working really hard”

“It fills me with a kind of wonder at life– at the ways in which tiny coincidences and their consequences shape it, and how we adjust our own narratives to absorb this randomness.”  – Kristopher Jansma

“I can’t believe you wake up everyday just to help people. I wake up just to help myself” “You are allowed to do that”

for every person that has hurt me my heart hides more and more and the voices get louder and louder and they get bigger and bigger and they push me deeper and deeper down.   but for every person that apologizes my heart heals more and more and the voices get quiet and quieter and…

“Ms. Mira I need to make you a nick name” “Aight girl what’s it gonna be” “Hmmm…. Day Maker! Cause you always make my day.”   They have absolutely beautiful souls.

Spread your fingers Share your sunlight

Did you know, little girl That you were born in this world to love and be loved. To fight injustice and to protect the vulnerable. To discover and wonder and Breathe

For my post grad buddy v.c.l who I have spent afternoons with doing buzz feed questions and talking about becoming an adult– “write about a fitting room from the mirror’s point of view.” I only know how I look when other people look at themselves. And today, I must look gross because that woman in…

To you whom I worked with, the little turtle under the table You were brought into this world to love And to be loved If you don’t feel it Have faith, Keep looking, little one Keep persevering. And for as long as I am with you I am loving you.    

can you help me give up on my pride can you gently remove all of these beautiful lies can i lose every part of all this toxic in me maybe living means dying to me — “Beautiful Lie”, Sam Ock

I hear that the sun rises.   ^^^ I wrote this a long time ago and never finished it

I saw it today. The sunset, I mean. Ever since you taught me to be a sunset chaser, I’ve learned of the best spots to watch as the day turns into night; watching as the broken yolk spreads across the sky into a brilliant blend of warm hues, the definite end of yet another day…

Haru Kiyono exists, but does not live. When she walks, her footsteps are like the falling feathers of a Tancho bird as it silently scurries away. Quite often, one would question whether or not she is breathing. Her presence is neither tense nor relaxed; it simply is. She used to be a vivacious girl. Because she was…

It is when you limit yourself by your inadequacy that you are not qualified. Have courage, my friend, not because you are fully able, but because you are fully loved, and thus capable of virtually anything if you will just receive.

Mira, do you know? I did not cry when Ojiichan passed away.  –Why is that, Obaachan? I just did not have the tears for him. I do not have any more tears for him. —Do you love him? I stayed with him. He loved himself more than he loved me.  She looked off into the…

[for my friend j.p who gave me the prompt: living in the city but hating it] It’s so cold. It’s so cold and I am naked, for the whole world to see. For all the Men who come and lean against my body as they take their cigarette break, their smoke killing me slowly. I…

“When I’m tired, tired, tired, I will be brave, brave, brave.”     –Just Mercy

I am terrible at first hellos and last goodbyes.

The current version of yourself is the right version of you for this moment. The current version of yourself is the right version of you for this moment. The current version of yourself is the right version of you for this moment.

I honestly could not let this one go.. so one more for the night

It’s remember and forgive.

See, you can take it as “this is your last week of finals ever in your undergraduate career. Finish strong by studying hard and perfecting your papers. Be the best student you can be; do it on time, do all your work before you socialize. Don’t procrastinate!” OR you can take it as “this is…

Don’t be so quick to find the solution. It’s okay to sit in it first.