Notes: I'm writing what I feel and just type and type and type so sorry for bad grammar.
Hi. Hello. Greetings everyone. Yeah, I'm in the mood to write publicly. Kinda. Maybe I'm kinda bored. Did I say Selamat Menyambut Ramadan? Well, now I did :) .
Nothing much happens. Hmm. Painful things, let me keep it as a personal problem. Love life, he's been very very nice to me and this 11th August will be out one month. Yeah, I know, it's a month and I really hope for longlasting. I am sick of worthless relationship. And sick of heartbroken. Family? No comment.
And when I got stressed out, I keep doodling and doodling and doodling like there's nothing to do. And I just, I don't know. I keep producing tears. I am so fed with myself. Fed up with my life. Sometimes I thought my life's worthless. Sometimes I wonder, what's the point of my existence? Why I was born?
And then... when I think back, I should just be grateful with everything. Allah creates me for reasons. I know I'm not useless. Every single person are worth their life. So, yeah.
Started with an argument with a person who I've loved since I was born, and then cried, expressed my feelings to my journal, then reminded to my painful moment and...
Sometimes I just wish I could get out from here and go anywhere but here.
And I need a place for me to scream out as if I'm releasing the ache in my heart.
Everyday before breaking fast, things happened and... I can't eat.
I feel like I hate everyone. Sometimes I'm annoyed with my own best friends. It's not their fault, I'm just too..... I don't know. And yeah, I smiled, because I'm not the kind of girl who seek for attention showing everyone that she's miserable. And gosh, now I feel like I'm seeking for attention or sympathetic now because I'm writing this.
I just write what I feel and I don't give a damn about everything like ugh kill me now.
KAY WHATEVER WHAT THE HELL AM I WRITING I AM SO SO SICK OH GOD. BETTER GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE ASDFGHJKL.
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