ғorever young, ғorever yours. ◊

That you've gotten this to happen before going to sleep at night,every mistake you do that you regret every word you ever want to say, every moment that made you cry in the head and all you can do at this point is to feel horror and pretend this never happened? Well, for me it happens every night.

I'm optimistic ... trying not to care.

 cheers to the teenage years. (y)

Kamis, 11 Agustus 2011

"a little bit stronger"


I miss the times when I was little. No problems,no boys, no drama, no love life,
just mommy's little girl in the middle of her teddy bears and a lot of toys.
  It's not the past that hurts, but the flashbacks that follows. Our generation
problem? That we all tried to grow up fast, but obviously, we regret it later.
    Yes, scrapped knees were easier to fix than broken hearts. ♡

 I miss the old days when I was little I only know the affection and attention and I do not know what the meaning of love.
I really miss it...... :*
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