Hello(: welcomee beloved. Im Nurul Hidayahh. 15 yrs on every March 26.
Love me hate me i dont care. Enjoys.
oh i cant breathe. i'll run run & catchh you.
Ohs im jus tired with all activities and the heavy load i had to endure this semester. camps are my holidays now and homeworks seems to be my shadow. i cant run away frm this reality but to face it and jus endure. bt isnt there any possible time fr me to rest ? im sure my frens too doo feel the pressure. SEC THREE life sucks. well tts somthing to start talking. Let me tell you a story. :
A few decades ago live a young lady who dreamt of alot of things. She had tons of wishes, she wanted to live in a beautiful huge mansion. Castle-like deco and have the most stunning evening dresses. She wanted to dine with a handsome lad who came out of no where in his shinny armour. However she doesnt have the power to do so. The only reason that made her believe she could achieve that is to believe in faith. One fine day, she met the love of her life. A hansome young man came towards her and asked for some advice. She was thrilled and could not utter a word. Hearing his velvet voice, the way he lean towards her while he talks, made her feets rooted to the ground and she couldnt catch her breathe. Thats where the fairytale starts and end wif happily ever after
walking walking in the rain. nobody seems to notice my smile ♥
Hello(: welcomee beloved. Im Nurul Hidayahh. 15 yrs on every March 26.
Love me hate me i dont care. Enjoys.
oh i cant breathe. i'll run run & catchh you.