Looking back..

My warmest Salam to all..

hahah.. I'm reminicing all that i've ever written in my teen life.. hahah.. and guess what.. haha. I've found so many things.. that I couldn't think of.. right now.

yeah.. how stupid I can be.

one of them.. sounds..

Yes, life is tough.
But hasn't god given you the strength enough?.
We cry, we try, we smile.. we laugh.
That's the joy of being alive.
So much that you can see in life.
Hopes. Happiness. Truth. Betrayal and Love.
Do welcome life.. and live it up..
Along with that gifted mind and heart.

HIDOP!! hahah.. yeah.. now my strength have returned and my thoughts are straight. hahahah.. I need my own words to fuel my own dead soul. hahah.. weird!...

here's more.. if EVER anyone (or myself) want to read...

http://www.fictionpress.com/u/407664/.



haha.. and now as I'm reading everything that I've written.. I'm beginning to wonder.. hahahahah..

WHAT ON EARTH WAS I THINKING?

was I madly in love? how did i produced those words with such a feeling..?

In someway.. i can feel every word of it.. as if I wrote them last night. hahahaha..

mapek arh zaida.. ntah ape2 je.

I'm blushing as i read them.. one ofter another..

hahah.. Ok that was me back then. all sweet with words to keep me on the move.. but NOW.. only harsh and forceful words to keep me standing. hahahah..

dah arh.. mapek arh zaida.. =.=
BYE!