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So, I haven't write anything for three months now. There's a lot happened during those three months. I would share but nahhhh, I don't really good at share my memories/stories to public though this is a blog that people usually write everythinggggggg. But I'm not. I get used not to share some on my stories since I have been deleting my older post. So keep it private and share some parts of it okay?

Life has been treating me ups and downs. But I'm all good. I didn't see this phase coming to me but I've accepted it with open heart. Believe me, I didn't plan any of this. To those who involve with my life, I'm truly sorry. I've hurt so many people lately, and to be honest I don't even feel anything anymore. People says things to me but I'm just being emotionless. I don't want to pay too much attention that drains my energy. I'm staying to stay calm though I'm smiling in my Instagram photo. I'm not sad anymore, I'm not happy neither but I'm trying my best to get out from this phase sooner than I think. Some people just don't understand what I want. Some people just force me to do what they want me to do. I'm being me, just do what I love. I don't want to think anymore, I'll just do it. 

Over thinking sucks. I hate people assume. I hate talking to people about things. If you don't like me, please leave. If you love me, stay. That's all that matters. 

So, in this holy Ramadhan I'm asking forgiveness every each one of you. May we have a blessed Ramadhan, spend your time wisely to Him this whole month and happy fasting!

Selamat Berpuasa :)


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