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Thursday, 14 March 2013
Normal. @ 13:34

I know i cry a lot for so many things, like sad movies or failed grades, abandoned dreams and songs that remind me of the past. Stupid things too, like you, and all the problems ive created for myself and both of us in my head. But lately, what ive been crying about most is myself, the person i used to be and lost, and the person in the present with no clue about her future. Haihh this is sad.








Le madame

Nurfarina // 19 years young // Malaysia