Nasharuddin akmal
Im a guy who thinks highly of himself but is always used by others.do follow me and i'll follow u back
cant stand stupid ppl
dad just now scolded me coz when we were at naniji’s house, instead of being ‘outside’ spending quality family time, i was in aza’s room. bitch. theres 2 ppl who aint family and if u call watching tv family time, well quality family time just lost its fucking meaning. wa
im sick. im sick of thinking everything is gonna turn out fine at the end of the day. but when the end comes, its all a dissapointment. sometimes, what i really wanna do is break out of this fucking shell and roam free. roam this small world that we call earth
Watch your words, for they become actions.
Watch your actions, for they become habits.
Watch your habits, for they become character.
And watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.
in my family, the ‘bro’ and ‘sis’ or outside ppl are more impt than the twin sons that u have. i mean, u can go to umrah with ure ‘bro’, but instead of postponing the trip, u cintinued. what i dont understand is, u postponed it to this year co laat year was o levels and u wanted us to study. but this year, when i ‘just started school’ u went ahead with the trip anyways. soo i guess that factor has reference to ure ‘bro’ following u guys also.
i cant get you out if my mind. every fucking day this feeling grows stronger. but as it grows, the realisation that it can never becomes more and more adamant but i hope against destiny that its wrong. that it will all be alright. but than, destiny is destiny and thus, it can never be unlees its fated
i thought i was getting past this infatuation. but i was wrong. i was fucking wrong.the moment we texted again, it all came back to me how much i really want u. how much i really want u to be there for the rest of my life. but its hard. its just fucking hard to accept that its just the reality in my mind
