PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS 'FRAGRANTROSE' & 'Wild Innocence'...

Today's humanity is pained...and I intend to light as many candles as I can among this thick blanket of darkness. No matter how many storms shake me to the core, I will still stand up...and drag myself on the road of life.

You face any emotional breakdown...any mind suffering...just come to my page and call for me and I'll answer. Because this is what I'm created for. I swore on my blood that I'll be a spark of hopes and joys and this is exactly what I came in this world for.

So don't be anxious that I wont understand...because I will. And don't be afraid that I'll leave you alone just like others...because I wont. I am a completely non-professional psychiatrist...who is a human being just like you...but more knowing and understanding. Call me a professional problem solver...because that's what I do...I balance minds...and sort out through your swirling thoughts.

I can stabilize you emotionally...because I'm just a helping hand that will never stop until the end of time.

A passionately inspiring poem that my BFF "Stars In The Sky At Noon" wrote for me...I'm truly humbled and cherish our friendship, my friend...

HOPE REBORN...

When all the world looks dark and bleak,
When I feel my most vulnerable and weak,
I look to the stars to help me cope,
To regain a sense of newborn hope.

If storms threaten to blow me away,
If I feel like there's nowhere to stay,
I sing to myself a calming song,
And that always helps me pull along.

If ever there's a time that I despair,
And it seems I'm past any form of repair,
I reach out to my special friend,
To remember happiness is not at an end.

Sweet hope, put me in bed to rest
Let me blow to the wind of the west.
Find me in the stars, in life and in love,
And let me descend to the heavenly above.

But stay with me now, before my end
And perhaps I shall have time to mend.

Hope, my child, you are dear
For me, I ask, shed no tears.
You are the greatest gift given to me
Thanks to you, my heart is free.

Where there is darkness, you are light
You are my shield against others' spite.
Crows scatter when you arrive, as a dove
Where there is hatred, you are love.

So remain in the stars and in nature's hues
With you, there is nothing for me to lose.
Hope reborn, you sing so sweet
Walking hand in hand with stars at your feet.

Newborn Hope, cherished purity
You alone are my security.
Hope, my words can't begin to describe
You, my saviour, though I will try.

A heart-touching poem I'm sharing...it caught my eye on my cyber sister's profile...I experienced a tragedy which resembles it...

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in an Angel's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

Before you take the life of your baby, really consider all your options.

If you're against abortion, re-post this

My Cyber Sister here on FanFiction is known as "The High Queen Of Angst" who is so far...(and in future too!) the best person I've ever met in my whole short span of life...She's the reason I'm still on the track of sanity...And she's just the person whom I can thank all my life and still this gratitude wont be enough. She is the only being who is aware of...a complete (yet incomplete at the same time) me...And well...I owe her a lot. If you enjoy my presence here, she's the reason I'm still able to do it all. So...shoo! Thank My Precious Mellow Of The Marsh From The Land Of CappuccinoZ! xD

So...don't be afraid...gather your confidence...and never hesitate to call me for emotional help...and keep living...!