Helo people.Esok saya tak akan update blog kerana hendak ke Kem.Oo.Yeah.Tapi sorry korang x dapat update esok.Tapi,korang jangan laa putus asa lak kalau saya update.Saya ni nak tukar
laa template ni.Bagi saya laa..Template ni x kemas sikit.Saya nak yg simple je.Huwawa.Esok,pergi kem saya pakai tudung.Esok mulalah saya berlagak alim and whatever yg gedik gedik^^Wohoo.Tak sabarnya.-.-Okay,saya dah ada 4 news pasal NG BOON dalam buku conteng saya.Then,saya nanti nak beli satu buku khas untuk news sahaja.Tapi buka pasal NG BOON sahaja,saya nak tulis news news yg lawak.Wahaha.Mariam laa pencipta semua news news ni.A big thanks for her.So,saya nak credit to Mariam jap.Ni blog dia.Mariam Hanisa
Okay,thanks Mariam.Muah muah.Saya ada masuk nasyid untuk Maulidur Rasul.Ada 12 org termasuk saya.Mariam,saya,Suhada,Iezwinna,Arina,Amirah,Eisyah,Nik Auni and more.Tak ingat laa...
Okay.Nanti saya post lagi.Saya belum mandi lepas balik sekolah ni.So,ByeBye.Siapa pergi kem,jumpa esok.
Helo people.Esok saya tak akan update blog kerana hendak ke Kem.Oo.Yeah.Tapi sorry korang x dapat update esok.Tapi,korang jangan laa putus asa lak kalau saya update.Saya ni nak tukar
laa template ni.Bagi saya laa..Template ni x kemas sikit.Saya nak yg simple je.Huwawa.Esok,pergi kem saya pakai tudung.Esok mulalah saya berlagak alim and whatever yg gedik gedik^^Wohoo.Tak sabarnya.-.-Okay,saya dah ada 4 news pasal NG BOON dalam buku conteng saya.Then,saya nanti nak beli satu buku khas untuk news sahaja.Tapi buka pasal NG BOON sahaja,saya nak tulis news news yg lawak.Wahaha.Mariam laa pencipta semua news news ni.A big thanks for her.So,saya nak credit to Mariam jap.Ni blog dia.Mariam Hanisa
Okay,thanks Mariam.Muah muah.Saya ada masuk nasyid untuk Maulidur Rasul.Ada 12 org termasuk saya.Mariam,saya,Suhada,Iezwinna,Arina,Amirah,Eisyah,Nik Auni and more.Tak ingat laa...
Okay.Nanti saya post lagi.Saya belum mandi lepas balik sekolah ni.So,ByeBye.Siapa pergi kem,jumpa esok.
I was in the winter of my life, and the men I met along the road were my only summer.
At night I fell asleep with visions of myself, dancing and laughing and crying with them.
Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour, and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times.
I was a singer - not a very popular one,
I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken.
But I didn't really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I'd been living, they asked me why - but there's no use in talking to people who have home.
They have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people - for home to be wherever you lay your head.
I was always an unusual girl.
My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean...
And if I said I didn't plan for it to turn out this way I'd be lying...
Because I was born to be the other woman.
Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone.
Who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and finally I did on the open road.
We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives into a work of art.
Live fast. Die young. Be wild. And have fun.
I believe in the person I want to become.
I believe in the freedom of the open road.
And my motto is the same as ever:
"I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself I ride, I just ride."
Who are you?
Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?
I have. I am fucking crazy.
But I am free.
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