The trauma of my personal war was past, but the taste of peace was far from sweet. I reflected often on the emotional scars I had acquired in such a short lifetime; sadly, all my wounds had been inflicted by men. As a result, I could hold not even one member of opposite sex in high esteem. I, being paranoid.....
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MeNtaLity diSoRdER :D
About Me
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- HiGh MaiNteNanCe BuT HiGh FiDeLity :) i taLk.i NaG.i GoSsip.i cOMpLAiN.A LOt! :) i ReMeMbeR, i tHiNk, i wONdER, aNd i reGret tHiNgs... :) a CoMPliCated giRL LiViNg iN hER coMPLiCatEd LiFe :)
3 comments:
salam.. hullo ayeem... wawaw blogger skang..hihu.. bagus2, teruskan usaha!~
herm.. org tue2 kate.. yg lepas jdkan tauladan. pengalaman mematangkan seseorg. and i bet, all those things happened to u really make u become stronger right. just believe in Allah and InsyaAllah everything will be just fine~ Law of Attraction.
when there is a peace there are always wars
u conquer ur fear u conquer ur death
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