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WASTEDDIME
| Main blog: | Let.Me.Be;Dammit. | | Age: | 22 | | Birthday: | November 18th 1986 | | Gender: | Female | | Religion: | Islam | | Location: | Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur |
| Email: | wasteddime@gmail.com |
When I woke up this morning I know that I want to wear my Superman tshirt.
The things I said,
The facial expressions I made,
The body language I portrayed,
The glaring look I gave,
The middle finger I demonstrated,
The words I wrote,
The thoughts I shared,
Must, must driving you crazy.
I know, cause I drive myself crazy too.
Truth is.
This place is too publicised.
And I think my life has become more private.
(Or it could be the fact that it was, but I did not try to make it private.)
Which resulted on how infrequent my posts had become.
Cause I simply feel like not sharing my thoughts anymore.
Not because, fear of judgement.
More like, people will not get it. The real feeling.
I feel exposed.
Or I'm just being bitter, Who knows.
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I am trying to read again.
So far only Jeffery Archer's suit my apetite.
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Don't get me wrong. I will still post stuff.
They will still be as emotional as ever.
My...
At times, it scares me on how much I struggle for freedom.
How much I wanted it.
Definition of the word freedom is one of those that could not be defined by thesaurus.. or dictionary alike. It is one of those which are so subjective.
Mine would be, swimming naked in the vast ocean.
As simple as that may sound, it actually depicts a lot of things. It means, I need courage to do things I have always wanted to do. It means, I need confidence to face things that could go wrong when I did it, the consequences. It means, I must be comfortable being in my own skin, being myself.
And when people say just do it, I could not help to just smile and...
Today was so weird.
The minute I’m fucking pissed.
I got a lovely email. :)
And there you go, I’m a happy puppy.
The minute I’m fucking contented.
I got a pile of bullshit from some people whom I swear don’t fucking matters – which makes it even worse.
And there you go, I’m an active volcano, anticipating my next eruption.
I didn’t have the chance to be genuinely happy.
And I didn’t have the chance to be genuinely upset.
But like in most fairy tales, good wins evil.
So I am smiling writing this.
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