Its really tough to decide , where do i actually start with , there's so much my heart wants to pour out , because nowadays  I feel a pain on the left side , and i remember my mother telling me when I was young that something called "HEART" is situated there . I guess its too stressed to handle anything these days .I always wanted to write down which i actually did always but I think its equal to garbage now ,with insects and dirt on them as like my memories and my past .Everything seem to be faded now but left me still struggling to find ma own inner self.