I want to tell you this story without having to confess anything, without having to say that I ran into the street to prove something, that he didn’t love me.

I need you more than want you and i want you for all time. Im lost and weird without you here

Love doesn't make things nice, It ruins everything. It brakes your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. The snowflake is perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not us. We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people and die.

I hate Perhimpunan, what's the point? no oone listens to the pengetua. And i hate Monday

Selamat m'yambut bulan ramadhan almubarak dan selamat bersahur to my beloved friends. Semoga dibulan yang mulia ini kita diberi keberkatan dan p'gampunan daripadaNya Insyallah. Amin

I hate that feeling, when you feel hungry, but you don't want any food you see, and you can't figure out what food you want, and you don't think it even exists, but then you realize that what you want is to see the person you're missing.