Lovely Goddess; Cause Life is Damn Beautiful

i realized that in my life, not all people can be my friends. or true friends. some people i met were my friends. but we stopped being friends because they hurt me. and they are the most people whom i refused to meet at all in my life. luckily, God has been answering my prayers, i haven't met them at all after all those years. luckily.  i am not a revenge type of girl. i definitely can let go of the past and move on. but what they did to me, it has become a scar in my heart that i feel like i do not want to see their faces anymore. yes. even until now. i forgive them yet i refuse to meet them again because i do not want to be hurt like that again. i was hit hard. real hard. until the point i was thinking of suicide. yes. i admit it. at that point it hurt so much that i thought of ending my life. but guess what. i was not that brave to end my life. i guess i was holding on to that little piece of iman in my heart. thank God for that. and i seek blessing every day in my lif

i'm stealing this little bit of time while waiting for hanim. don't know where is she right now.  i felt like i want to blabber my thought somewhere about incident that happened in watson which i felt super annoyed, so i blogged it on my tumblr. then i came across a post from a dearest friend of mine. she talked about d-day.  babe, if you're reading this, just letting you know, i feel the same way. even until now. i am so traumatized with watching newsfeed on facebook about my friends' marriage. lol..  what's different between she and i? she, is super calm about it. her reaction, she kept it inside her. she didn't show. me? totally different. i'll say what i want to say, when i want to say where i want to say. that's it. i'm an 'expresser' and sometimes i screwed things up because of this.  at first, i couldn't even bear myself receiving my friends' wedding invitation. i felt sick. i felt annoyed. i was

i'm stealing this little bit of time while waiting for hanim. don't know where is she right now.  i felt like i want to blabber my thought somewhere about incident that happened in watson which i felt super annoyed, so i blogged it on my tumblr. then i came across a post from a dearest friend of mine. she talked about d-day.  babe, if you're reading this, just letting you know, i feel the same way. even until now. i am so traumatized with watching newsfeed on facebook about my friends' marriage. lol..  what's different between she and i? she, is super calm about it. her reaction, she kept it inside her. she didn't show. me? totally different. i'll say what i want to say, when i want to say where i want to say. that's it. i'm an 'expresser' and sometimes i screwed things up because of this.  at first, i couldn't even bear myself receiving my friends' wedding invitation. i felt sick. i felt annoyed. i was angry at myse