Almost - Already - Always
me, after buying things for myself and trying not to feel guilty about it: *through gritted teeth* s-self care
(Source: tankaramo, via confirmance)
They said when you listen to love song, your mind automaticly think of someone you love.
When I listen to love song, I think of myself. I must hella love myself.
I am 20 years old, not eligble to vote yet for my precious country. But hey, it didn’t stopped me from not get into it. THIS. IS. MY. COUNTRY.
I stayed up last night until 4AM just to see the changes. I am proud of my fellow 80s and 90s for making this choices. I am proud of them.
I am more proud that I can say to my children that I was there. I was there when the goverment of 60 years falls and sunk in to the sea. I was there when the opposition won the election after so many years. I was there, kid. Yo mommy here witness everything. She witnessed so many dirty tricks played by the dirty SPR.
So many tricks, made me felt like I want to freaking fired those SPR committees for making such a delay.
Changes are definitely good. I really hope Malaysia can grow more and more towards better nation.
I still remember how you looked at me.
I was sitting in the dining room, silently watching you from here, playing and swimming in the pool with our friends. I remember how you caught my eyes, and secretly you caught my heart that day.
I still remembered when you send me a photo of mine with a caption ‘my cute panda’. I remember the hyped. I told my bestfriends. I was in cloud nine. Nobody can break me, that was I thought.
I still remembered when you sat next to me, our thighs touched and our hands touched too. It gave me sparks and I loved it. I was trembling, but in a good way.
I still remembered when you stopped talking to me. You stopped messaging me. You stopped look at me the same way you did 2 months ago. But my heart didn’t stopped loving you.
I still remember how sudden you update a status saying, ‘2 weeks together’. I knew it was not for me since we stopped talking 3 weeks ago.
My heart, my brain, my body still remembered how you made me feel like I am the only girl in your life. I do.
It was the moment I knew, you never loved me. You never meant the word ‘your cute panda’, perhaps I was just cute but not enough to win your heart.
It was the moment I knew, I’ve been played for 3 months. I’ve been dumped in the easiest way people could do.
It was the moment I knew, I will never trust a man’s word anymore. I will never trust their sweet talk because one day they will leave you behind for someone new.
It was the moment I knew, it was always my fault. You never said you love me. I was over-reacting.
It was the moment I knew, somehow love is over-rated.
Someone once said to me, “I hope the pain eases soon.” It struck me as the purest blessing that had ever been offered over my head - I hope the pain eases soon. It’s so gentle, so kind, so hopeful. So to everyone who’s hurting: I see how hard you’re trying, and I hope your pain will ease soon.
(via confirmance)
