I“f only she could seesThat’s not me.”
the would have laughed and said,
Ihat one day she would hurt someone she loved deeply,
f you told the younger me
okay, just thinking out loud — the soft launch is my favorite era of a relationship. the vague song, the hand in frame, the "someone's been on my mind" post. tell me (vaguely) about your person. reblog with your soft launch energy. sending love to whoever needed this.
Kenapa kuah pekat dan warna cantik sangat , rasanya sedap dan cukup rasa masin masam semua , pekat sungguh , selalu kalau laksa lain kebanyakan nya ceroi dan cair , tapi Laksa Sarang syed dan fatin kenapa lain ya dan dia punya rasa pon sangat berbeza , itu namanya bukan komplen
One has amassed enormous wealth while ordinary people struggle. One is adored. One is abhorred. One is mourned around the world. The other will be celebrated. Your choices in life matter, even after you're gone.
I'm not comfortable nor trust them enough to share what is going on in my head because the information would either be passed around or used against me, that "its just in my head." And I can't concentrate on my studies. It's like the words are moving all over.