I am a free spirit writer. I write what I feel, in happy moments, in sad moments, and yet depressing ones. My blog represents how I think about things, I dont write to impress. I write to express. I am trying to express myself what half my world is exploding with emotional thoughts.
"You know what the worst feeling in the world is? Being replaced. Whether it's by your best friend, your boyfriend/girlfriend, or even your family. Seeing them happy with someone else slowly kills you inside. You watch them do the things you two used to do. While you're looking at old photographs and listening to old songs you used to listen to together, they're out there with someone new. Not you. When you walk past them, it's like they look right through you. Right through their past. Like you never meant anything at all, even though you were once everything to them. All you can think about is them. The memories. You two. You automatically hate the person who replaced you, but it's not their fault. You blame it all on yourself. Thinking back at how things used to be and saying "If I knew what I know now, I'd go back in time and change it all around." Sitting all alone in your room, crying your eyes out, wondering what you did wrong. Why can't you have them back? Why can't things go back to they way they used to be? It's the worst feeling in the entire world, and it especially hurts when you've come to realize that things will never ever be the same."
“I want everything I say or write to come from the heart, not a pill or a pipe.”
I am just a typical yet unique type of girl who have her own way of expressing wht she feels. What i wrote has nothing to do about education,forums,or even a knowledge segment. I blog for fun,i blog for happiness,i blog for depressing moments. Despite the fact that I am open minded,fun at times,random and silly, there are still some part of me tht has been in rough times and troublesome phase of life just like everyone else. And for that,wht i spill here,is everything tht I can recall being myself. My life.
Hail the Reds.
Dear readers, followers, and lovable earthlings that I consider as my precious silent readers ?
A lot of thankyou and ? for all the support in the good and bad times through out reading my entire blog right from the start. I know I randomly talk to my followers, but I will try my best to change for the best. Trust me, the best is yet to come.
Eventho my chatbox is private due to some issues, you can still leave anything on the comment box and I will reply, InsyaAllah. But mostly, if you tend to write like something long, or even nak bagi aku karangan, you can drop at my tumblr and ask a question. Any other random question since I am no longer interested using a formspring account.
Plus, to interact more, you can also follow me up on my twitter. Trust me, I wont bite :)
The reason I gave you a different option by interacting with me using tumblr and twitter instead of facebook all along is because :
I am a complicated person. I tend to deactivate my facebook account, like a lot. Mostly when I get depressed and sick. SURE, YOU CAN ADD ME ON FACEBOOK. And you can interact with me on my wall, no biggie :) Tapi kemungkinan besar, kadang kadang bila time orang nak add, aku tgh deactivate. So bila aku ada active on facebook, you can add me up aite loves :)
Much love, The official writer of letters to god :
NamielatifPanda.
"You know what the worst feeling in the world is? Being replaced. Whether it's by your best friend, your boyfriend/girlfriend, or even your family. Seeing them happy with someone else slowly kills you inside. You watch them do the things you two used to do. While you're looking at old photographs and listening to old songs you used to listen to together, they're out there with someone new. Not you. When you walk past them, it's like they look right through you. Right through their past. Like you never meant anything at all, even though you were once everything to them. All you can think about is them. The memories. You two. You automatically hate the person who replaced you, but it's not their fault. You blame it all on yourself. Thinking back at how things used to be and saying "If I knew what I know now, I'd go back in time and change it all around." Sitting all alone in your room, crying your eyes out, wondering what you did wrong. Why can't you have them back? Why can't things go back to they way they used to be? It's the worst feeling in the entire world, and it especially hurts when you've come to realize that things will never ever be the same."
