empowered.

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.

i saw you in my dreams last nite
its was awkward and weird
just like how i imagine it to be
and you were with her
and i cant talk to you
just like how scared i am
you came up to me
i cant remember what you said, or what i said
what i remember is you gave me that smile
the same smile
the smile i fell for
the smile i will always remember
i guess its true they say
"a dream is a wish your heart makes..."
how i wish i could say to you
"lets keep the memories we had but lets not make new ones..."
will your wish be only granted when you wish for something that hurts?

note:
dont ask. dont speculate. dont assume.
let me say what i wna say and for the last time,
try to understand the girl you know as meyaa

last nite sucks.
just like every other of "those" nites.
i can always relate with lyrics of songs to my life
right now,
the most appropriate song is teddy geiger's (look where we are now)

i need a break , its all the same
under the sweet december rain
just a crack of yellow light
to shine on my head
you'll find
that i fought
for the right
to laugh with my eyes till tears would fall
and the salt would hit my lips
some love to help me survive

(chorus)

so the pencils change to pens
i just wanna hang out with my friends
we can give it our all
time after time
but it just keeps getting on harder
and getting hotter to the touch
i need the hot and silver sun
i wanna just let go with
someone to help me survive

3:54 PM;
go on, gimme some♥

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