MOTI-FUCKING-VATION.

kau cuba tengok itu cermin.
lepas tu kau pecahkan.
ah that's what you really are ah.

fi i don't really like what you're becoming. other than having the smallest pair of hands in the whole wide world, i think you're really something big. you've got a big heart. why can't you just put it to good use some time. people become sad too. the happy ones, they aren't really what they appear to be. bittersweet, fi. that's what life is all about. you can't expect things to be all peachy for you all the fucking time. think about it for a moment. set your priorities right. is that what you really want to do for the rest of your life? problems are never there because you never stopped running away from them. it's time you face some music and deal with them on your own. i miss you alot fi. sometimes i wish you were still sixteen. pretty and innocent, cheery and confident. you always knew what to do next. you never cared what people said. when your parents belittle, you took them under your stride and strive forward. the more they said you can't, the more you think you can. the people around you. it's time you start filtering back on those who deserve your love and attention from those you don't. sex, drugs and booze are just substitues to love, music and life. definitely not something worth your while right now. be patient. the happy ones are those who overcome their saddest moments. you have got to lose some to gain some. you can't always have what you want. start appreciating yourself. let it go. it's okay to screw up sometimes. it's okay to mess up and fuck your entire life over. it's how you stand up once again that matters. take baby steps, don't let them push you. listen to your heart, it needs attention. i miss you fi. please come back?

you know talking to myself at seven in the morning means there's really something wrong with me. i should stop this. this isn't me. i hate it. i hate it. tomorrow. let's wake up to a better tomorrow. i seriously need to start afresh.



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