Stereotyping is bad. Contradicting is worst.
How much more annoying can you be?! Give me anything, anything but you.

ps: i’m sorry dear.. i tried, twice!

I tried to do handstands for you but everytime i fell for you,
I’m permanently black and blue. Enough said.

till then
keposeh~

*hover for pictures.

It may seem inapproprite to seek forgiveness here, but for the formality of it; Saya minta maaf pada semua pengikut ruangan blog Keposeh ini andai ada tersilap kata, terkasar bahasa waktu bergurau, termarah tanpa asas, saya mohon ampun. Halalkan makan minum semua ya.

At some point, my heart whispers to me what if this were to be my last Syawal. And that was my last Ramadhan. I would have hated myself so much. -__-

Come to think of it, the sins that we have done scares us.
..and that’s just thinking. Astaghfirullahalazim~

Anyway, wishing all muslims Selamat Hari Raya, maaf zahir dan batin.

ps: when or where, i’m still waiting patiently…for your return.

Till then
keposeh~

you should have hated me by now.
its like..ahh!

it sucks. this sucks.

…and not turn around to look the other way, just because i think too much about what they might be thinking. -_-

it irks me (and him too) that whatever i want to do, i would always think about what the others might think/say.

“Tak baik, nanti apa diorang kata.”

Putting others before you is something. But putting too much thoughts about what others might think is another.
Its driving me crazy.

Its like I was so ready to reply a comment received spontaneously, but then I would find myself pressing the backspace key and reply something acceptable, plain, nice and boring.
People said we should watch our tongue/language, think before you speak.
But i think i kinda sorta misintepret by putting too much thoughts into it. hurm.

That is not me. Its not how I planned my life to be.

Being nice is boring. So what now?

till then
keposeh~

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Jom ! 24th October.
special attention to Shirin & Ayienz. :)

till then
keposeh~

till then
keposeh~

does these makes sense?

A few days ago, i have had nightmares about being injured by my loved ones. And to be injured signifies hurt, crying, pain etc. A day before that, I suffered major mood swings – I felt a very strong urge/vibe to slap his face. I do not know why.

Days after, I think it pretty much was a sign i guess?
well, maybe. maybe not.

That was some strange shit huh.

Till then
Keposeh~

Something always brings me back to you. It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do, I’ll still feel you here ’til the moment I’m gone.

You hold me without touch. You keep me without chains. I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your reign.

Set me free, leave me be.
I don’t want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall just the way I’m supposed to be.
But you’re on to me and all over me.

You loved me because I’m fragile.
When I thought that I was strong. But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.

I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you’re everything I think I need here on the ground.
But you’re neither friend nor foe, though I can’t seem to let you go.
The one thing that I still know is that you’re keeping me down…

okay, I’m pretty sure most of you have heard how much I sulk over my birthday this year. (its getting annoying, I know! haha)
Well, like debbie the beat would say,
everyone has at least a sucky birthday.’ (or something like that she said lah)

i’m going to try and make a brief one here.
*inhales*

…so last two weeks, the clan decided to have a simple picnic by the beach at East Coast Park. Just like every year, we would celebrate the three august bitchaz birthday. It was a rather simple early celebration.

Played a few games, got bullied by notorious rino ridawi (as usual), and exchanged gifts. Received a Domo Kun, Russ puddin bear, Adidas tote and a Dorothy Perkins clutch. :)

…last week, I went into the kitchen to throw my paper plate. I saw two of my beloved cousins preparing a cake with a birthday sign on it. Without putting much thoughts into it, I went ‘WAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!’.
And they went ‘AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!’

kudos to Fedah & Einn for the love. People mentioned are not in the picture.

Apparently I surprised them instead. lmao. Anyway the thought was very sweet indeed. The cake was good, so is the gift.

…and a few hours ago, met up with the besties for dinner in town. It was pretty cute how all of us wore grey coincidentally. Received pretty cool gifts from them, okay la – izzah. Since she was the one who returns from Boston with the gifts. Honest guys, your presence this evening really put some color to my gloomy days.
Received a bag and souveniers from there; perfume, cute note pad stickers and lovely bracelet. :) *exhales* penat

i told you, you added color(s) to my life

Anyway, i guess my birthday does not sucks that much afterall.
I’m fat and sweet and I’m 21 ! What’s more to complain? heh.
You know you *hate/love me. :P

*delete where applicable.

till then
keposeh~