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Imma crazy supergirl, who falls in love with photography.
I've just graduated from St. Marguerite’s Convent.
I'm loving a alien human.
I sing ALL songs and eat ALL foods.
I strongly believe in FATE AND DESTINY.
Cancel all your dates on 27 December and out for shopping, we go :D

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Can anyone arrange a date for me with him? Then, I'd love you forever. ♥

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I'm hunting for nothing. Just a great, healthy life with my loved ones. And yes, for now, SPM 10A+! Who doesn't want it right? Well, pray for me. ;)

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    © A Walk to Remember ♥

    my heart skipped a beat when i heard your name.

    Monday, November 21, 2011 @ 3:47 AM ; 0 footprint(s)

    #nowplaying Heartbeat by The Fray.


    Why is it so hard to even tell someone how you feel? Why is it so hard to even tell someone what you have in your mind? Why is it so freaking hard to be yourself in every situation? WHY. 

    The questions above are all meant for myself, indirectly. Sometimes, things get worse if you spill out what's on your mind. But you tend to think too much if you don't say 'em out. So, actually, both ways hurt. You say or you don't, it doesn't make any difference cause it'll be either you're hurt or he/she is hurt or both. This is life. It's all about risks. Say it or held it in.

    People say, when you speak the truth, you have nothing to worry/think about. In some ways, I find it quite true. I once did spoke the truth and I felt a whole lot better but more and more things come up everyday and I wasn't able to speak the truth every single day anymore. There comes a time where the person you trusted the most becomes the most secretive thing ever. And I didn't have a choice but to bottle everything up cause I know, the person I should trust the most is me, myself and I.

    I don't get myself at times but I know I'm just a girl who is simply afraid of hearing things I don't want to hear; afraid of being hurt; afraid of being alone; afraid to take a step more when everyone stands still; afraid of darkness; afraid of being afraid. At times, I'm just afraid of myself, of my own feelings. :/

    PS If you think this is the best for us, I shall do what you want me to do. Ignorance is a bliss.

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