Is it bad? Some words from me... I don't mind if you guys send me note~ That made me happy that you guys can put your trust to me. You guys really made me proud~ Don't worry! Any notes are considered private and anonymous. I will respect your privacy. So don't be afraid to send any if you need.
I'm trying as much as I could to avoid writing personal stuffs here. This can be a bit of ranting so if you hate stuff like this no need to read. No I'm not fishing for attention. I know some might start judging me already before they read/or already read. But I'm okay with that. We are just a human after all.
Honestly I don't have much to say. I went to a psychology counselling and I've just knew that I have a pretty high score for Borderline personality disorder test. Even my Schizotypal personality test is high(and other that I don't need to mention). Seem this is what was wrong with me the whole time. Even though I sometime deny it. It is not a sickness. This is what so
The Charred JungleHe went to sleep a man and awoke a jaguar. The feline form felt like coming home, and as soon as his eyes opened he could see that he was indeed back where he belonged. Sunlight filtered through the canopy of leaves above, splashing across his mottled coat in warm patches. He took in a breath of humid air, held it, savored it.
Nothing here but the buzz of insects and the call of monkeys. The time of searching had come. He swished his long tail back and forth behind him as he padded across the damp soil, reassured by its presence that he had entered that state of twilight reality where answers could be found.
His pink nose twitched, drawing in the jungle's rich scents. Under the earthy smell of decaying leaves was another, a distress call sent up by nature which he must answer. He followed it until he found the clearing.
It was a lifeless place, black and smoky but no longer dangerous after the passing of the fire. The game trail he trod opened into it accompanied by a pair of decoratio