jigsaw puzzle.

i thought i got rid of it;

apparently it’s still stashed deep in the wardrobe.

my first thought?

breaking it to pieces, shuddering with disgust.

sometimes i am so darn bitter, but i’m fully aware that everyone have friendship scars of their own – my previous ones have even healed.

it’s just this bitter, bitter heart that stays on.

we were just stupid girls back then, after all.

or maybe it was only me that was kind of silly -

but none of that matters now, so what was all that drama about, N?

yet this bitter, bitter heart stays on, sigh.

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chatting with C right now – i’ve genuinely missed her ♥

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if i’m being honest, there’s actually a lot of fear and uncertainty still broiling within me – i’m trying to stay grounded, but most importantly realistic.

but i also  know that i can’t shut up about it here so if you’re sick of this issue, you can stay away from my blog for the month of November :)

so yes, i know here i’m going all desperate and gugu-gaga about finally being able to live The Dream and set my foot on US soil – it’s sounding somewhat ridiculous sometimes, this naivety honestly -but rest assured that at the back of my mind, i am concerned about Real Life adjustment issues i’m bound to face when i’m there, all alone and all that crap.

but one thing at a time la ok?

we take it as it comes, while holding strongly onto faith.

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…and she confided in me yet again;

i still don’t know the right things to say.

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C, SAYA GENUINELY RINDU AWAKLAH!