Dear diaryHey assalamualaikum :)
Hahahaha hmm what are we going to share today? Hmm lemme think first. Hehe. Yesterday was my offday so i'm off in writing blog haha. Haaaaaa what a good nap. Haaaa what a good rest day. Haaaaaa *inhale, hold and exhale* haaa okay now already got freash air and mind to start our story today ^^ hehehehehe
Okay, many people said "Twitter was the only site to share our thought without everyone complaining" "Twitter was the only site we can meroyan" "twitter was the only site when our grammar was wrong and nobody care" BULLSHIT. They forgot that they have another way to share thier story too. What a diary use for? What a MySpace use for? What a BLOGGER use for?
Well i know nobody care if you write something at your MySpace or blogger like they wont sign up for a new account just for read your problem. So that's another way! This site give you the advantages to let you all out. Yes you dont have a loyal listener. Even if you have ONE, that ONE person you cant expect him/her to keep all your secret. They gonna tell anyone for sure. While you cant keep your own secret, how do you expect others to keep your secret? Think youngster :) They'll get bored anyway sooner or later. Just stand in your own feet; people!
Dear diary, so here me sitting all alone and typing something to share to you. Once in my childhood days, i used to write a diary in a book. No one read my diary until it gone misplaced and missing. I just glad that the diary missing without anyone know. At least my secret buried with you sir diary :') You're always with me in my difficult time. I re-read my diary before it gone, and i saw that most of time i always in sadness. Everyday i tried to be a better person, to be a positive person, to be a great women. I threw all my sadness, hate, negative thought in your body and i start to sketch until 1 or 2 ball pan have no ink. Sometimes i wrote down and i tear your body to small pieces, and sometimes i just scream at my pillow until my troat hurt so much. You feel me nigga.
That's the sound of depression, mental breakdown, sadness and negativity. The tearing up is just to cure yourself, your hurted liver. What? Liver is hati what? Not satisfied with me lah? Mind your own business la haiyoo haha lol i cant say such a negative word like that hm dear baby, you're precious babe. Yes you are. It is okay when someone hate you for being who you are. At least you're happy babe. You're fake-ing your happiness if you try to be someone else. Someone that isnt you. Someone hypocrite.. Hipocrite.. Hipokrit.. Wait haha i dont know how to spell >.< no, i'm just confuse hahaha
Well sir diary, i dont know whether people out there read my blog. I dont know thier existing. They left no notes no sign. I hope i can cure myself with happiness. Well "i think people forget that sometimes the person who tries to fix everyone needs fixing too" yes i'm an egoistic person but i'm lowering my ego for whom i care about but it seems to be nothing than useless :') "i just ruined myself for a lot of people that weren't even worth it" huwaaaaaaaa So people please please please dont expect anything from anyone. You're stabing yourself deep inside baby.
I guess it's time to say goodbye sir diary :) thanks for the willingness *err kesanggupan >.<* to hear my story sir diary :) it was an honour to spend time with you HAHAHAHAHA THE FISH AM I TALKING ABOUT? I'll catch up with you later yaa! So long my online diary >.< saranghanja buing buing <3 <3