YetBrilliant is Ying Hui(YH), the brain behind this platform; a nineteen yo student with creative cells, a sophisticated aquarian, a hopeless paradox and a reality disaster. This personal space has become a connection to write about my personal thoughts, beautiful poems and fashion related stuffs.
A little bit more about the author; Based in Singapore, mixed Chinese-Thai, prefers to snuggle in bed to read fictional novels and watch cliché films, have a sweet loving boyfriend, concluded that school projects overtop work. Sawadee-ka, you may proceed to read my blog.
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She
She is made up of words that not anyone can understand;
Her mind is made up of dictionary of sadness and heartache,
And her heart is a poetry book for the hopeless.
She is the prettiest song,
The perfect sonnet,
The most meaningful haiku,
And the longest novel.
It takes a while to read her,
Seconds to love her,
And a lifetime to forget her.
-@lifepoems
What made her strong was
Despite the million things that hurt her,
She spoke of nothing,
Nothing, but Happiness.
- j.a
"I like to sing," She said, "When I'm the only one home."
"I like to draw," She said, "When no one is watching."
"I like to take pictures," She said, "When I'm alone."
"I like to write," She said, "When no one is reading."
"I like to be myself," She said, "By myself."
- a.r
