Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. 
It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;
it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. 

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away;
as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away.

Have you ever just blank out randomly? thinking of why are you here and what are you doing here.

What and how your life should have been but it's not..

I have.

Just recovered from a mild depression lately, oh well I am actually enjoying the thinking of positiveness.

But recently, it hit me hard.. that i can be here.. typing, enjoying my morning tea.. living..

Someone out there, is seeking for help.. It can be family abuse, or child abuse, or just some people needing the love, the attention.

It could be someone begging on the street or someone working hard to earn money for cancer treatment..

but the thing is, here i am....

All those people, all those situation.. it could be me .. Yet i have suicidal thoughts just because life is a little tough. How foolish of me .

Sometimes i wish, i wish i can donate my life..to somebody that would appreciate it more, somebody who would make it useful but then again, i asked myself, instead of thinking and wishing for te impossible, why not start with myself.

Donating my time, my love,without expecting anything in return. I am sure that would make me feel more useful.