December 6, 2017

Monthly Journal

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 Hi Folks!
It's one of the most beautiful month of the year! Really excited for December bcs I will have some fun time with my family on Christmas woohoo! 

Alright, now i'm gonna share some of the pictures from the last month hehe (sorry for the lack of updates because i'm pretty busy and lazy ^^) Okay! Let's just scroll down and see my life in .jpeg.

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Super shoutut to my current fav animated movie : COCO Disney. It's super guwddd!! Such a touching movie that almost made me cry.

excuse my pose :p

Pepper Lunch!

Missing this helathy glowy face :(

hehe too much selfie

meet my sis and broo

repurchased some of laneige products

work mate

My fav naskot!


cooked by ce pinpin

shoutout to my sister's new phone


- Thoughts -

One of the reasons why we crave love, and seek it so desperately, is that love is the only cure for loneliness, and shame, and sorrow. But some feelings sink so deep into the heart that only loneliness can help you find them again. Some truths about yourself are so painful that only shame can help you live with them. And some things are just so sad that only your soul can do the crying for you.

It hurts every day, the absence of someone who was once there.



Thanks for reading

October 23, 2017

random thoughts.

I’ll admit it. It’s been a rough couple of years for me. As for the people who know of my story , I know what they’re all thinking after they’ve heard it, how sad.
Every time I explain the moments that bit at my soul, it would be ripped off viciously again.
Again. And again. And again.
Feeling like I was cursed to relive those moments for the rest of my life because there is always going to be someone who will not know. Who will ask. Who will say, “I want to know more about you.” Who will not have anything to say after other than I’m sorry.
The one thing I noticed was that people would take my words and choose the ones they believed were the most depressing. As if I was a non-fictional essay novel with its pages open for the world to dissect.
While I do not mind anyone who’s heard my story to do this, no one has picked the one I thought was sad.
“No one ever taught me.”

Now sure some people might say it in complete confidence, as of way to show that they were a strong individual. That they didn’t always have to depend on someone.
Sure, I’d try to play it off with a big cheeky smile when I was fifteen and all of my friends thought it was so cool that I knew everything. How smart and independent I was.
I didn’t have choice.