PaintAsmile.

let your love right through me
The whispers turn to shouting The shouting turns to tears Your tears turn into laughter And it takes away our fears

The lesser you talk, the more you're listened to


People grow, people change.
Something i really dread, having to repeat myself all over again.
I'h gt a really short temper, hate people who irritates me to even to a slight extend.
I dont like it when you dont speak your mind.
Anything just shoot, if not dont even hella mention abt it.
Dont ever misunderstoood me when you haven gt the whole picture and i dont wana say more cause the more i say the more complicated it becomes, agree?
Not pinpointing anyone here, but if conscience strikes you thn thats another thing.

Alright just a random remark, dont worry im fine.

Enough of rantings for now, i forgt to blog abt this just now that i took the same lift with Amjad just now.
Amjad was my pri sch mate, who lived storeys above me.
The last time i saw him was also at the lift, and he forgt to help me press 6 and i went up with him till the 11th storey, Lol.
Then just now in the lift alr i suddenly rmbed and asked like eh you gt press 6 not.
Lol, told him i dont wana go up with him again, good thing he rmbed to press this time round.
Lol, told my mum abt it, she knws him too.


xoxo.