Hey peeps, haven't blogged in a long time.
If your plan was to shatter this heart with all the high hopes that you've assured me, you truely deserve an award for it. My story did not end like Enid Blyton. My story ended with a pretty ugly ending. It ended with "... & he lived sadly " there was not an 'after' at the end of the story cos this is not the end. I hate writing emo posts. You've no idea what you've done seriously. It's a permanent cut you've caused. And I don't think I'm in position to tell you bout those things that I said I wanted to tell you. But there's so much more you needed to know. You didn't really gave me the chance to do it anyways so there's no difference.
I'm going to stop. Guard your heart, please. Words, can kill.
When I wake up, it's a complete different story. Just because God would make a brand new day for me so that I can leave every single inch of burden of my life behind and move on.
& if you lie, you don't deserve to have friends. -cute is what we aim for.
*vanwasere. appreciatingGodcoseverythinghappenedforareason. (: