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hi, you. navigations on the left, yeah you know what to do. ;)
Hey, this is Wan Ruqaiyah Nurminnurain's horrible page of boredom, emoness, happiness, memories, randomness.
You'll die here, because everything written here will eat you up, makes you think, and will break your heart.
Sincerely. :)
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hello i'm Satu tambiqai minumair :).
I'm 14 years old. Lives somewhere in Subang Jaya. I'm bipolar. Sometimes, too-hyped up, sometimes, too-emotional.
I have great friends and family. I like doing too many things.. I like cooking, baking, writing
stories, songs, singing, drawing, decorating, making things pretty, i like making a fool out of myself, i like acting, talking, crying without a reason.
and i get fascinated by things a lot. even little things
i shouldnt bother to fascinate about. Everything is wrong with me. ;P I'm self-absorbed, lazy, always hungry,
and i like trying new things and i like changes. I'm not constant. I'm persistent, and sometimes lucky. I'm impatient, dramaqueen, greedy and FAT. I like having
things my way sometimes. SOMETIMES. very straightforward, but dishonest. And i try to be friendly, so go on and say hi. :)
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Talk to me :) ♥♥ read from BOTTOM TO TOP!~! and wait for it to load if it doesnt appear. After writing the message, it might not appear, so refresh the page!
thank you :)
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hi, you. navigations on the left, yeah you know what to do. ;)
Hey, this is Wan Ruqaiyah Nurminnurain's horrible page of boredom, emoness, happiness, memories, randomness.
You'll die here, because everything written here will eat you up, makes you think, and will break your heart.
Sincerely. :)
follow this blog
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Don't know who my real friends are anymore, I put my faith in you, what a stupid thing to do. And not to mention, the tears I cried. I should have kicked your ass instead, i need intervention, attention to stop this temptation to scream. Cause everything is F'ed up straight from the start, TELL me what do you do when it all falls apart? Got to pick myself up where do i start? Cause i can't turn to you when it all falls apart.