no poetry between us

said the pen to the paper

replay.
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with dim lights , air-conditioner switch on and its raining heavily outside. what more could i ask for. its been ages since i spent some time alone in my room with the door locked . no one but only me. recapping the past on every single thing and every way. i could say that yes, my life isnt that perfect. i have my flaws. and im happy to be flawed instead of flawless. i may have gone thru some bad path and some good paths . and i could also say i met some good company and bad companies. but never did i ever regret going past thru each obstacle till i reach where i am now. i may have my success and failure. but every failures make me learnt from it and yes, i do drop , fall and tear but whats life without misery ? its like the rollercoaster without the death-throat bends. agree? yes, im not living in the fairytale world with those hapy endings. my sister told me "happy endings are stories that havent had their ending" . and to think of it , yeah its true. the only regret to me was hurting people's feeling. yes, on the journey to be who i am now, ive hurt alot of people. intentionally and accidently. thats the only reason why i hate making new friends and trusting them. cus basically they'll hurt me or i hurt them. and i think the only person that i could talk things out was with sister zyd and mom. i mean they are the only bestf i could trust deeply. fvck! idky im being so emo . dan, i hate thisz feeling. and ohhh wait ! that doesnt mean that im leading a sad life. my life are blessed enoughand i wouldnt even wanna change it with anyone.
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"i hold a place for yo and i"

3:43 AM // lipsof this sugar on