tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91706886151857822872024-03-14T07:29:08.402-07:00complicate• d/itAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-51306739909913088862018-01-28T19:01:00.001-08:002018-01-28T19:01:25.361-08:00honesty10:43 a.m<br />
waking up feeling useless has been a normal thing to me.<br />
I thought by being kind could save lives. The truth is, honesty is the best policy. No matter how hard it is to say the truth. It is harder to handle when you’re screwed.<br />
I thought by lying to myself could save a relationship. The conclusion is, be brave with all you got.<br />
No matter how meaningful someone is to you, love and rescue yourself first.<br />
I thought by acting innocent could be the innocent one. The fact is, when you’re wrong, you’re still wrong and its your duty to take every responsibility, no matter how suffer will you get.<br />
I thought that risking my life would make things easy and less hurt. The answer is, the easier way to heal the pain was to make a change in yourself.<br />
I thought that by begging someone not to leave could change the decision. The solution is, if you want something, you give them what they want.<br />
give and take. is the key. to an everlasting relationship.<br />
If you cannot commit to a faithful person, dont take too long to stay.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-24532154798061014412016-05-20T17:50:00.002-07:002016-05-20T17:59:10.442-07:00perfectly ecstaticsyukur Alhamdulillah<br />
for the never ending<br />
happiness and love, sayang<br />
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couldnt possibly tell u how<br />
perfectly contented am I<br />
completely<br />
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love love love<br />
how lovely u hold me in ur arms<br />
how adorably annoying<br />
u annoy me<br />
beyond contented sayang<br />
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wonderful how happy I am<br />
to see how cheerful u are<br />
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may we eternally stay<br />
this way and gets<br />
even better, happier<br />
successful, and<br />
more understanding<br />
than we are, someday.<br />
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forever to go, my hansome<br />
charming naughty<br />
all in one man?<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-80539241537241684582016-05-13T09:17:00.002-07:002016-05-13T09:17:47.688-07:00beyond sweet 16syukur Alhamdulillah, for such<br />
a perfect sweet and full of surprises 16!<br />
Its been a tiring week at first,<br />
but Masha Allah, it were all<br />
worth the pain and exhaustion.<br />
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Never have I thought that my 16th<br />
birthday would turn out to be<br />
amazing day, and<br />
was still celebrated so happily.<br />
with all the loved ones of mine.<br />
<br />
plus, all of the surprises!<br />
and presents I received,<br />
damn satisfying.<br />
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could never find the right<br />
words to describe how<br />
how blessed I am for this<br />
extraordinary life.<br />
<br />
was told to be prepared by 1230,<br />
by the loml, h.<br />
<br />
end up, he picked me up late!<br />
30 freaking minutes late.<br />
he drove us to the curve and<br />
yay. dip n dip! have been<br />
craved for it for months<br />
and finally!<br />
<br />
was super shocked to see them girls<br />
were right there, with balloons.<br />
full of patience, waiting.<br />
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and taraaaa, all the songs<br />
and wishes and foods<br />
and drinks. oh what did I<br />
ever do to deserve this?<br />
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h's mum gave me a call</div>
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to lend me some "things" as for her.</div>
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so I did met her,</div>
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just now.</div>
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and guess what?</div>
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Another flower for me hehe <3</div>
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Syukur Alhamdulillah, again</div>
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Thank u all, for everything</div>
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May Allah always bless us all,</div>
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forever together,</div>
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in peace and joy.</div>
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is it some kind of a goal?<br />
or a dream?<br />
is it about just having a target?<br />
or setting your goals?<br />
or pursuing your dreams?<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-47089239480109234532016-04-29T03:36:00.000-07:002016-04-29T04:31:34.216-07:00eternally lucky <div style="text-align: left;">
Hey there charming, </div>
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<br /></div>
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If u ever wonder how much I love u, wonder no more my man. </div>
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On how entirely u trust actions way better than words,<br />
that's as equal as how badly I wanna prove u that I meant everything I say.</div>
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<br /></div>
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remember the word "my happy pill"? </div>
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U were as if the pills that kept me happy, </div>
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along the way.</div>
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u're the reason of my happy.</div>
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<br /></div>
have u ever heard the idea of beyond contented before?<br />
or perhaps beyond delighted?<br />
<br />
well thats how I felt to have u in my life.<br />
It were all as if I was the cheerful baby after getting her milk from mum.<br />
yea, I was the baby. and u were the mum<br />
that gave me energy to live<br />
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truth be told, u were just, magical.</div>
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every now and then, sayang.</div>
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I was nothing without ur existence, haziq,</div>
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I was lost and nowhere to be found, without u around.</div>
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and also, u're my favourite view.</div>
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I was looking at u, and my heart</div>
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loves the view.</div>
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every single time u're right in front of me,</div>
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I was never not amazed, </div>
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on how insanely charming, </div>
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freaking handsome</div>
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and smoking hot u were,<br />
and incredibly still are. </div>
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u're one hell of a gorgeous mankind, love</div>
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that I would capture u with my eyes,<br />
to be kept in my gallery's mind</div>
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If I could.<br />
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& your voice ugh</div>
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hands down the sex to my ears, sayang</div>
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whenever I hear the sound of ur laugh,</div>
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giggles, and manja naughty tone</div>
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god damn such a reliever.</div>
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stress mana pun I, lepas dengar ur voice,</div>
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the pressure disappears.</div>
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thats how heavenly favourable ur voice is.</div>
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and man, ur thoughts,</div>
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are very one of a kind. </div>
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I would never know that u would think it that way</div>
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and believe it or not,</div>
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u always left me speechless, all the time.</div>
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<br />
Dashing how u are very mature but<br />
playful as heck<br />
sampai habis i kena sakat!<br />
Masha Allah haziq,<br />
tengok ur pictures in school,<br />
dengan tatap muka u yang sekarang,<br />
Allah je tahu how dah besarnya u.<br />
Stop growing so tall<br />
and so fast, sweetheart. </div>
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but sayang, I can never imagine how would my soul be like,</div>
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without ur guidance, </div>
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supports, advices, affection</div>
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and attention.</div>
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guess I can never survive life without u sayang.</div>
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and oh god,<br />
I'm perfectly blessed on how lovely </div>
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ur mum was to me.<br />
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She was so open-minded<br />
and the modern stylish young lady<br />
That she doesnt even look like a mum???</div>
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<br />
she dresses up so stunningly!<br />
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oh how beautifully wonderful<br />
the feeling of getting closer to her<br />
as the day goes by, is.<br />
She sums up my life, sayang.<br />
<br />
felt so luckily happy to have supportive<br />
another mama to be :')<br />
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out of all the mums yang i kenal,</div>
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ur mum is my fav. and my number #1</div>
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and of course, my priority. </div>
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Loving her as much as I love u. </div>
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no amount of money would be enough </div>
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to thank her for such a boy she gave birth to.</div>
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There's not another man in the world that<br />
I could be bad for, sayang.<br />
and all that I ever wanted u to know was<br />
I love u more than even the most heartfelt words can express.<br />
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I pray for more happy and fun adventures, </div>
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holidays, events and years more to go, haziq.</div>
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may we last long and everlasting, dunia and Akhirat <3</div>
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u're all that truly matters to me sayang.</div>
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& totally yours</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-72391592912764943302016-04-29T02:43:00.000-07:002016-04-29T04:12:51.394-07:00beyond contentedhave never felt any<br />
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<b>contented, </b></div>
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<b>blessed,</b></div>
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<b>thankful, </b></div>
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<b>happy, </b></div>
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and overall, any <b>better</b> before.</div>
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for all the months that I have not been updating,</div>
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all that I felt were <b>entirely bliss.</b></div>
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as usual, whats life?</div>
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without storms and heavy rains</div>
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and whats happiness?</div>
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without <b>pressure</b></div>
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and of course, </div>
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<b>mental breakdown</b></div>
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by all means, </div>
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they were the baby steps.</div>
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In every words, </div>
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<b>patience </b>are the key</div>
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to <b>indescribable feeling,</b></div>
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like<b> joy,</b></div>
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<b>excitement, </b></div>
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and <b>heartfelt warmth,</b></div>
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as the <b>reward.</b><b><br /></b></div>
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<b><br /></b></div>
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stay always strong, </div>
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and forever have faith </div>
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in whatever happens, </div>
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happens.</div>
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and how'd u face it,</div>
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is how u'd want it to end like.</div>
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be true to yourself.</div>
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you are forever</div>
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& always </div>
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the only one,</div>
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who deserves u.</div>
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for who u are.</div>
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way better than</div>
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anyone could ever</div>
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deserve.</div>
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and in my case,</div>
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<b>Syukur Alhamdulillah</b><b><br /></b></div>
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for every blessings.</div>
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<b>I'm beyond contented, ya Rabb </b></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-82926679154781152572015-12-19T11:01:00.001-08:002015-12-19T11:01:16.143-08:00❤️<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib0XjPSze1lhXLAxwXlCVCwFFoBlvnlAeRBARilLjkZjVBtH5zZEk_TJbA7WRLkpWfxCiuyrvC2-ZN51-71dNf7XnpIiV2aOD6RlGUJKoxG1Wn0XE3lOSJyXEsN5WRxPes6LmQjg4ag_Y/s640/blogger-image--1884612793.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib0XjPSze1lhXLAxwXlCVCwFFoBlvnlAeRBARilLjkZjVBtH5zZEk_TJbA7WRLkpWfxCiuyrvC2-ZN51-71dNf7XnpIiV2aOD6RlGUJKoxG1Wn0XE3lOSJyXEsN5WRxPes6LmQjg4ag_Y/s640/blogger-image--1884612793.jpg"></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-20085710155461952552015-12-16T07:42:00.001-08:002015-12-16T07:49:41.393-08:00Syukur, syukur, syukur.Syukur, Alhamdulillah ya Allah<div>for every goods and bads</div><div>for every and any </div><div>plans and <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">possibilities </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">that </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">you've arranged</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">and </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">thats been written </span></div><div>for me, for us. </div><div><br></div><div>Syukur ya Rabb, </div><div>Its been a wonderful ride, </div><div>for all this while</div><div>for all this time </div><div>for all this moment </div><div>This has been the best.</div><div><br></div><div>To be having him, </div><div>and him coming back to me </div><div>him who has never unlove me</div><div>him who has always pray the best for me</div><div>him who has love me with every beat of his heart</div><div>him who have never been genuinely happy without me </div><div>him who has been making time</div><div>and making plans, for us.</div><div>Him.</div><div><br></div><div>Thank you Allah, for letting him back to me.</div><div>Thank you Allah, for getting me back to him.</div><div>Thank you Allah for giving him back. </div><div>Thank you Allah for blessing us.</div><div>Thank you Allah for easing this all. </div><div>Thank you Allah, for the way.</div><div>Thank you Allah, for us. </div><div>Thank you Allah, thank you 😭</div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-82554891540075068322015-12-01T08:49:00.003-08:002015-12-01T08:49:37.714-08:00mixed signalsmixed signals,<div>
that leads to mixed feelings</div>
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has been very typical.</div>
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VERY, especially</div>
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when it comes to fall in love,</div>
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with the GODDAMN wrong person.</div>
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Ah, fuck feelings.</div>
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YOU CANT JUST DISAPPEAR</div>
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and POP UP INTO SOMEONE'S LIFE</div>
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IN A BLINK OF AN EYE,</div>
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just. like that</div>
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<br /></div>
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THAT HURTS LIKE CRAZY</div>
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AS, FUCK</div>
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U ONE HELL OF A BLOODSUCKER.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div>
yes its true that everyone in the world</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
will never escape from being hurt.</div>
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<br /></div>
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but ask yourself,</div>
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is it all worth the pain?</div>
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it can definitely be</div>
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either the person, or the time</div>
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and the cause</div>
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or THE MIXED SIGNALS</div>
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<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4TngAJ2tH82bxQdnFpisrIhmwuoNWv7bzF5QbLUgZyd_fpOI6WJ-4aP9fNaJCIQ7TifgduTTxf8-je9hwzplGXLgZH38N-u1qLnqzKaFzH9LIwqHslJG24hPxxEH5hNCjEXcKjkBzyzA/s1600/tumblr_m40h3tdrzi1qi8l14o1_500.jpg" /></div>
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this picture, and this quote from The Fault In Our Stars</div>
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says it all.</div>
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IT ALL.</div>
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Its not the pain that I'm suffering from</div>
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its the confusion</div>
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that life AND u throws at me</div>
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Take it, or LEAVE it</div>
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there's never a thing in between</div>
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NEVER, A THING</div>
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& theres no such way </div>
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that two is better than one</div>
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in this chapter, here</div>
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Alright?</div>
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<br /></div>
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SO,</div>
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STOP GIVING MIXED SIGNALS</div>
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NO MATTER HOW MIXED BLOOD LOOKING U ARE</div>
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NO MATTER HOW DEEP YOUR LOVE TOWARDS </div>
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MIXED FLAVOURS OF ICE CREAM IS</div>
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<br /></div>
<div>
alrighty, fuck/hellboy?</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-55413777895197483932015-08-07T15:42:00.001-07:002015-08-07T15:42:28.868-07:00sad how things were just as fine as hell<div>but in the end, </div><div>we just have to let it go </div><div><br></div><div>worst how what have we got now </div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">is entirely gold, </span></div><div>but still, </div><div>the truth is, </div><div>we tend to let go </div><div>and let god</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-79123021313095766682015-08-05T00:09:00.001-07:002015-08-05T00:09:59.835-07:00maybemaybe,<div>he is just in need of his time on his own. </div><div>he is just in need of space of his own. </div><div><br></div><div>but he could have just tell.</div><div>talk to me. and be honest</div><div>what did i do wrong?</div><div>why is it so complicated,</div><div><br></div><div>does it really have to be this way? </div><div><br></div><div>is it?</div><div><br></div><div>He might be not needing me now, </div><div>but I need him,</div><div>more than I think I do </div><div>better than I know I do</div><div><br></div><div>I need him, with me</div><div>right here,</div><div>I need him, I need him</div><div>and I need him</div><div> </div><div>Its not like I can't do this alone</div><div>Its just that he's all I ever needed.</div><div>In every, way.</div><div>In every, language.</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">every, time.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">We're seriously need our time of our own. Des.pe.rate.ly.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"> </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I'm weak without you. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I'm nothing with no you. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I'm not me, if I'm not with you. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I'm you, and you're me. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I'm me when I have you. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Around.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Come back, i need you</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Take your time and please, </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Come back, sayang. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I'm begging. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I'm hurting, because of you</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">and the cure is all about you. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">you. I want you. you</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-23155381158444231682015-07-31T18:23:00.001-07:002015-08-05T00:16:24.335-07:00love, suckslove, sucks<div>when you can't ever make things right, back on the track. </div><div>when there's only the one sided out of the two of you who's trying her ass off to put things back the way it used to be. </div><div><br></div><div>love sucks, </div><div>when you're out of control,</div><div>overthinking things.</div><div>when you're out of words, </div><div>and not knowing what to do</div><div>what to say. </div><div>that sucks, hell sucks.</div><div><br></div><div>love, sucks </div><div>when you've almost done your all, </div><div>and still, you just couldn't make it right, </div><div>This sucks. </div><div>especially when you're confidently felt like you know him, </div><div>but guess, he's different now, </div><div>he's growing up perhaps? </div><div>so no, the him last month</div><div>are beyond different, </div><div>today. </div><div><br></div><div>love, actually feels great</div><div>people who don't appreciate love, </div><div>sucks. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-8864290360245948002015-06-15T11:19:00.001-07:002015-06-15T11:19:35.781-07:00weather<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">June 15th</span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">everything that i see, were so unclear. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I thought it were the eyes</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">the watery, loaded eyes. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">but no, it was the weather.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">no sunrise could be seen, </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">not here, </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">not there. </font></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">even near the sky,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">it is so nowhere to be seen.</span></div><div><br></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">tick tock, tick tock</font></div><div>a gloomy day it was,</div><div>when the blue typical sky </div><div>turns to very unusual grey</div><div><br></div><div>also the clouds that can be seen</div><div>were looking so marshmallow</div><div>puffy and tasty</div><div><br></div><div>where we can almost</div><div>reach and eat and burp it, up</div><div><br></div><div>rainy day, </div><div>cold and windy</div><div>as if living in an igloo</div><div>with ice cubes</div><div>all over the place </div><div>with the front door </div><div>along with the windows, open. </div><div><br></div><div>cloudy day,</div><div>where the day, were very grey</div><div>due to the clouds</div><div>that blocked the sun </div><div>from shining, like the every days. </div><div><br></div><div>where the citizens, </div><div>could not tell how perfect</div><div>the weather is </div><div>to just lazy around </div><div>and be on bed.</div><div><br></div><div>where the playground, </div><div>was very lonely, </div><div>and the roads were very busy. </div><div> </div><div>with no kids going outside of the house, </div><div>but drivers stuck in the congested traffic.</div><div><br></div><div>rushing their way back home, </div><div>with the cold and grey weather. </div><div><br></div><div>hoping that they have arrived their </div><div>home sweet love, </div><div>sooner than they did. </div><div><br></div><div>and the night, </div><div>with no ordinary sunsets, </div><div>and became darker</div><div>and colder. </div><div>colder than the heart </div><div>of mine. </div><div><br></div><div>and right here, </div><div>I am, laying on bed, </div><div>being thankful</div><div>for the goddamn <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">weather. </span></div><div><br></div><div>kinda <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">missing the sunny days,</span></div><div>but liking the rainy here.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-91207305175671487252015-06-15T10:52:00.001-07:002015-06-15T10:52:57.111-07:00what to write about?what to write about? <div>when you don't even know how to feel anymore. </div><div>and yea, what to feel? </div><div><br></div><div>slowly losing the idea, of how to react over something. and even to feel about it</div><div><br></div><div>the feels. at nights where you'll feel useless, as f. where there's only you who got your back. </div><div><br></div><div>the night where you wish for nothing else but, someone to talk to.</div><div><br></div><div>because suddenly, it turns out to be so lonely. and dull</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>your life, became dull.</div><div> in just a blink of an eye</div><div>for all of a sudden</div><div> from blue to grey.</div><div><br></div><div>...and that might also, drags you here</div><div><br></div><div>where..</div><div>Its already 01:43 a.m. </div><div>and youre still stuck here</div><div>writing about what to feel</div><div>and how are you feeling</div><div><br></div><div>therefore you have class</div><div>to attend, early in the morning, </div><div>and it is just the next few hours away? </div><div><br></div><div>what to write about? </div><div><br></div><div>when you completely feel nothing,</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">regarding what had happened to you,</span></div><div>about what has life brought to you, </div><div><br></div><div>the problems you're facing even,</div><div>you're handling it, </div><div>as if you're out of control</div><div><br></div><div>you've had enough. </div><div><br></div><div>and you're tired, as hell. </div><div>to even give a single damn</div><div>about the things </div><div>that actually</div><div>revolves around you. </div><div><br></div><div>once again, </div><div>what to write about? </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div> </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-89842115877315735252015-06-12T22:03:00.001-07:002015-06-12T22:16:25.776-07:00they only, come. and goone minute, you're with her.<div>and the other minute...</div><div><br></div><div>you're talking to them.</div><div><br></div><div>people come. and go</div><div> and feelings, change. </div><div>just like the seasons.</div><div> sunny summer autumn winter</div><div><br></div><div>that is what we called, life. </div><div>make friends, like a lot of them. and you'll be judged. </div><div><br></div><div>you'll get asked.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>but nah, they were so wrong about the whole damn thing. </div><div><br></div><div>just as long as you're fine with it, </div><div>why would you fucking bother about them? </div><div><br></div><div>judgemental people, uh-huh</div><div>you'll get judged eventually, at the end of the day. </div><div><br></div><div>so just do it your way. </div><div>even on the day you'll be bury deep down inside, its never going to turn out to be them who'll be there laying next to you. and keeping you accompany</div><div><br></div><div>its only freaking you, yourself. alone</div><div>you're the priority. </div><div>you also come and go. </div><div><br></div><div>you may had a great convo with her last night.</div><div>and can still ended up arguing this </div><div>afternoon, for some reasons.</div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Thats just how life really is. </font></div><div><br></div><div>people.</div><div>they'll be here.</div><div>and <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">talk for sure.</span></div><div>so whats the big deal?</div><div>they'll leave anyway. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170688615185782287.post-67545568297262872742015-05-30T09:45:00.001-07:002015-06-02T18:26:41.870-07:00for youit was never easy. it was never hard either. I didn't expect you to come. And I haven't expect you to leave yet.<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> How silly things were. for a 14 year old kid. like me.</span><div><div><div><br></div><div>things between us, were never not complicated. <div>don't complicate it, they say.<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> complicated, we say. </span></div><div><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">the feelings, faded, along with the memories. it were all as if they have been taken away to a better place. where there are rocks and sands and sunsets. who kept them safe and warm underneath the sea. </div></div></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">i told you to never leave. you promised that you never will. in the end, I made you leave. and so you leave. </div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">it was never not easy. but it was, once.</div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">amazing how you could know. the inner and outer side of me. the inside and out of me. the good and the bad in me. </div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">unbelieveable how after only four months, you can already know my darkest and my dirtiest parts in life.</div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">funny how you could turn my bad atittude into a good one. perfect, how unexpected things were the true ones.</div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">it were all so beautiful. at first. annoyingly adorable. crazily clingy. and deeply in love. </div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">but then, things happened. </div><div style="direction: ltr;">surely,<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> better things are yet to come. I'm never gonna write you the why and the how. </span></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">you're the most heartbreaking thing that could still hits me so hard, right in the face. every single time, even right now. </div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">yea. the minute we cut things off, are still the worst part of my life. </span></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">my biggest weakness. was you. and still you. </div><div style="direction: ltr;">those were the nightmares. </div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">if i could just turn back time, i'd never pick you. </div><div style="direction: ltr;">you're an addiction. </div><div style="direction: ltr;">the only guy that has been born so attractive in every terms. </div><div style="direction: ltr;">he used to be so charming, once. </div><div style="direction: ltr;">and he stills now.</div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">this was never not that difficult also. things has been acting so kind and nice. for us. the both of us.</div><div style="direction: ltr;">Untill one day. us both stop giving nor taking, nothing but gave up</div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">you gave me everything, instead I gave you nothing in return. you made time. i made troubles</div><div style="direction: ltr;">it was on me. </div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">yea, put all the blames on me. since it really is. </div><div style="direction: ltr;">believe me when i say i'll never regret for ridiculously doing this.</div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">if only i know how challenging could things be towards me, how damaged my heart would be and how great enough the pain was to destroy me, </div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">I'm never going to bother about you. </div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">Its been a year now since we first talked. {supposedly}. </div><div style="direction: ltr;">Things happened. Feelings fade. And people change. Thats how life were written to be. </div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">and this is how it were meant to be. </div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br></div><div style="direction: ltr;">got nothing else left to be said,</div><div style="direction: ltr;">just <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">wishing</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> you to have the best in life. </span></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">thank you, friend,</span></div><div style="direction: ltr;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">for all the goods and bads.</span></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00504916569760354431noreply@blogger.com0