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Hey, I really thought that I'd move on.

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Nurhidayah ♥ This is my blog. I would type whatever I want here. No one's gonna stop me from doing it. Even if it kills me to blog about what I feel, I will. 'Cause this is the only place where I can get rid of my fake smiles. Don't like it, get lost. I didn't invite you here. You came on your own accord.
I miss you.


<--It's a must to click PLAY!♥
Beautiful Monster - Ne Yo♥
first ♥ is my biography,
second ♥ is my blog,
third ♥ is my tagboard,
fourth ♥ is my links,

i ♥ the people who rock my life, \m/
nadhirah ♥
filza ♥
mardhiah ♥
♥Wednesday, July 20, 2011♥

Second update.

I'm the type of girl who have the tendency to stay up all night listening to music that reminds me of my current situation. Who hide their fears, hurt, pain and tears under their smiles and laughs all on a daily basis. The girls who wear their hearts on their sleeve. The girls who pray things will workout just once and they’ll be satisfied. The girls who scream and cry into their pillows because the rest of the world fails to listen. The girls who have it hard but don’t let anyone know that. The girls who may never have it easy. The girls who have so many secrets but will never tell a soul. The girls who have regrets and mistakes as a daily moral. The girls who don’t always win, who may never win. The girls who get what they get and don’t throw a fit. The girls who take life as it comes, hoping it’ll get easier somewhere down the road. The girls who love with all their hearts but always get broken. This is me. I'm not perfect and may never be. I have too much things on my mind. But I don't tell anyone. I keep things to myself. I wish someone could just be here for me, when I need someone. I just need to let out my feelings to someone but I don't think anyone wants to listen. And so, all I can do is, keep everything to myself. And I'm sick of it. I need to let go.

-HIDAYAHRAHIM

♥ i will be there for you through it all,
@ 7/20/2011 09:03:00 PM