my humble life story

Rumour has it. You — who barely know me, who never see me or even speak to me — believe the rumours. You don't deserve to know me like that. You don't deserve to look down at me. You just don't deserve anything when it comes to judging people you don't know. Finally i lost, lost with people's judgemental. After i endured it for so long — so long. I feel like i was drowning, trying to gasp for air, trying to reach out for something, trying to call for some help. Even though i know how to swim, how to make my body float. I just failed to do so. This time, I want someone who's willingly jump into the water and safe me. Pulling me up slowly to the shore, help me to gain my consciousness. By that time, I will thank you for your boldness And i will thank Allah for giving me another chance to live — by giving someone i need. After that you knew, You only need The Almighty Allah if you want to seek any help because He is The Giver of Peace ...

Early March 2018 which was my back-to-college day, i felt so happy bcs I reunited back with my friends and of course; my dearest housemates 💕 The excitement extended bcs finally, i can meet with my boyfriend (which is now my ex — obviously) Unfortunately, my excitement didn't stay long enough as we always fought — always, even if it's just a small matter. Day by day, I realized; you've changed. Suddenly there's no more — i love you so much — at the end of our conversations, There's no more — take care baby — to bid our goodbyes, There's no more long phone calls, No more sweet emojis, No more sweet nicknames. Just you, Ignoring my chats. Bluetick-ing my conversations. Treat me like options. Early July, we broke up. Apart again, and never had the feelings to get back. He also found his new love, im happy if he's happy 😊 I write this today bcs i feel like writing after so long phew. Why about ex? Bcs when i read back my blog, it's ...