Hello! This is the small little world I've been living in.
If you don't like me or what I'm writing. Simply click the little X button at the top right of the screen. ;D
I don't copy, I don't steal, I don't spam. I hope you don't do that too. :)
Hi! I'm Strawberry!
I'm always sweet but sometimes sour.
I have a husband, Honeydew. We live with my mum, Banana and my dad Papaya
Cheers! We are the awesomest food ever.
LOL Ignore that. This is me. But keep in mind. If you don't like me, or hate the way I post things. I'd appreciate you to get out of my blog.
I live in my own little world at times. I love animals, flowers, pretty clothes, heels, my family and friends, my food and everything that makes the world beautiful. I love all consumable foods especially my chocolates. I am not crazy. I am simply different. I'm also utterly obsessed with mermaids and I dream of becoming one someday.
I HATE copycats and spammers. So, if you're one of them, it's a sign that you should stay away. This is where I express most of me, so either you accept it or you don't.
♥ 06.09.1994 ♥
You can close your eyes to the things you don't want to see, but you can't close your heart to the things you don't want to feel..
As true as it is, things that keep poking holes in my heart can never seem to stop. The agonising pain that dreads me, steals my light away can never seem to go away. Worse was, my mind was just too attached to the thoughts that are useless to me. I can't seem to let go of things that are supposed to be long forgotten. I hate this kind of mixed feeling-sad, lonely, depressed, helpless kind of state. I don't remember how long has it been since I last cried myself to sleep. I don't even remember what I cried for yesterday but all I know was it hurts so much that tears keep falling. I can hardly put on my contacts today but I know if I don't, all those questions will be heading for me and I'll be covered in wounds once again. It is a new year, I should be feeling happy after all instead of dwelling in the past.
All those people I loved, what do I do to improve their lives? How do I help all those people left on the cold and cruel road of life? It's just ironic that I'm a place for complaints to most of my friends. The bright, bubbly and cheerful me isn't always that bright in reality. There are still times when my light dims down and I falter without me, knowing. Why can't anyone be there for me when I need a place to give out all those things bottled up in me. I was alone, bottling up my feelings, expelling myself from reality, down in hideout in the deepest, darkest piece of my little world. No one knew, no one realise. I tried to ignore the pounding pain but it doesn't make it any better. I actually did sleep, for 10 minutes and woke up in tears again. I don't even want to recall that pain any more.
You, you don't even have any idea I exist. Even if you do, you'd look at me the same way as you did to the others. Why am I even pushing it? It won't make any difference. It's impossible, one in a million to happen. Right now, I just want to mend my broken heart and better up my mind. I still want to be the bright and cheerful me. Life, you wanna watch me fall right? I'm never going down without a fight. I won't stay this way for long, I'm never going down. I'll be back, stronger than ever. And when I do, you're gonna turn to the better for me.
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