14 on 15/6. I'm a Malaysian living in a small town called Miri. I don't update this blog anymore, but i left it there anyhow as memories. Here's my new blog! Follow my twitter & tumblr!
→ Don't ever look back ♕
There's a difference between knowing somebody & hearing about somebody. Just because you 'heard' doesn't mean you 'know'. I really wonder why people suddenly change after they get what they wanted. One day they are sweet, the next day, they are not. One day they are here, the next day they are not. One day you are important to them, the next day you are worthless. One day they say they love you, the next day they don't care about you. That's how ironic things and people can be. Pretty shits, pretty lies, pretty fxcked up. But it's still your choice. xx
what if this time, i dont say hi first? what if this time, i don't text you back? what if this time, i leave you wondering? yeah what if this time, you're the one left feeling completely fxcked over.
Life changes every minute of everyday. You lose friends. You gain friends. You realize your friend wasn’t ever really your friend and the person you used to hate can make a really good friend. You look for love. You find love. You lose love. You realize all along that you’ve been loved. You laugh. You cry. You laugh so hard that you cry. You do this, you do that. You really wish you hadn’t done that. You then learn from that and you’re glad that you did. You have your ups. You have your downs. You see good movies. You see bad movies. You wonder if your life is just a big movie. You look at others and wish you were them. You then realize who they are and glad that you’re you. You love life. You hate life. In the end you just find yourself happy to be living life, no matter what’s being thrown at you.