Hello, Pretty Strangers.
I'm learning on how to change the world, by changing diapers first.
I'm an only child with four sisters and a brother.
No. Wait. Make that five sisters. I was told to choose one more, anyone in the world and I chose her.
I was spoilt as a child and is still trying to grow up.
But there are "evil" people in the world who makes pretty things and I can't seem to stop myself.
Especially colourful undies.
&bags.
&trinkets.
&bags.
&bags.
Still trying, though.
I love to eat but I don't hate the treadmill.
I'm just plain lazy.
Lazy.
& fickle.
I like to pop by SB-TH and give my Bubbles & Buttercup chocolates.
Then, I'll spend all my money buying a Venti & just waste my time away.
Perfeckt.
My issues with hair is never-ending.
I love bimbo books, with pretty covers.
Aisyah Sufiyah is my favourite-est-est girl.
My friends call my continous, multiple, self-shots; narcissism.
I prefer to say its capturing memories.
I never had the bestest group of friends like I have now.
When I'm not happy, I talk to God in English.
& He listens.
The rest of the time, I'm pretty much happy.
So, in short;
My life's very much blessed.
"The name's Umairah but you can call me Meyaa"
8teen
zero7December8nine
Mommeh's only&favourite mess
"I just do it with Love"
Border's spree
Topshop/Dorothy Perkin spree
Salvatore Ferragamo's Varina Patent Bow flats
what are friends for?what's the meaning of friendship?what's promises?and what's the truth beneath the white lies?i kept on searchingi traced the cluesi waited for an answeri listened closelythen when i figured it all outim still missingshould i let go?orshould i keep on waiting?im still standing on the bridgeim still anticipatingwhen can i leave?when will i go?i guessi just dont knowthe feeling's just too overwhelmingi feel like cryingwhilst you kept me goingi pretend to stand strongwith my feet on the groundi hope i would not fallcause who's gonna pick me up again?that's it.on the contrary,
i miss you,
plenty.
9:11 PM;
go on, gimme some♥
