#Bestfriend

I've always dreamed I would go through life and suddenly realize what I want to do when I'm older. And suddenly I realize every solution to all the problems I have, but that's not how this world works. We have to work for the things we want and if we don't work for them no matter how much we want them, we wont get them.

How do we work for love? You either love me or you don't and you've decided you don't. How do I keep going, what do I have to work for. I have the job I want, I have the money I need, but what good is all of that without the person I love?

I never meant for it to end this way

 I never meant to hurt you with the words that were supposed-to-heal-you

 I never meant to leave you or make you made

ALL I WANTED WAS SOME UNDERSTANDING TO HOW YOU THOUGHT OF ME AND YOU MADE IT SEEM LIKE I WAS ATTACKING YOU.

I told them you were different, but you're just looking for a fight to pick.....

 Sometimes you seem so good and okayy, but really now you're not what I see before and 

yes I knew you've been hurt so much by someone who don't deserve your heart

I just want you to know that I'm here for you even anything & whatever you do is always like to comparing me with/by your babygirls from other side. I'm okay if you don't post about me. I'm okayy baby, I know you tried so hard to take care our feeling ( bcs you & your babygirls know each other more than I do ) I love you so much @Siti Nurbaiti Najiihah Binti Razali

 

Make today count

I constantly wonder how my life looks in other people’s eyes.

 Do the think I have it easy?

 Do they think I have nothing going on for myself? 

Or are the fascinated with who I am? 

The thing is that no one will ever know my whole story. No one will ever know the things I’ve had to overcome. Not even my closest friends, not even my own family. The thing is that people are so quick to judge now a days. You only see a person from what they want and allow you to see. I always try to look as put together as I can, and I guess that’s my way of hiding from the truth. It’s just that way that everyone will assume that everything in my life is okay. That I never go through anything. If only everyone knew how broken I am, and how I’m holding on for dear life on this one last strand that’s recently become very delicate. 

The truth is that no one really knows me.

 No one will ever know me,

 and sometimes that scares me,

 because no one will ever know why I am the way I am.

I’m not always as confident as I seem. There are many nights and many days when all I want is to be held. I love being held. Always. Sometimes I don’t want to talk about what is bothering me. Sometimes I just want a hug. Someone who will let me cry. I like when boys cry in front of me – when people aren’t afraid to show what they’re really feeling. I don’t like when people run from their true feelings because it doesn’t do anyone any good. I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I am not naive. I know what it feels like to be completely broken and I am all too familiar with what it means to be hurt.
I know what it’s like to see something funny and not laugh.

 I’ve been taken advantage of, used, and abused. 

My feelings have been blatantly disregarded.

 But I still believe that all people are good at heart. And my trust in people has not diminished. To be completely honest,
I hope it never does. Ever.
Keep going. No matter what you do, no matter how many times you screw up and think to yourself “there’s no point to carry on,” no matter how many people tell you that you can’t do it – keep going. Don’t quit.
 Don’t quit,
 because a few months from now you will be that much closer to your goal than you are now.
Yesterday you said tomorrow.
 Make today count.