Saturday, 30 November 2013 //
I was so happy back then, I nearly cried. I guess it was the very first time. I learned that it was ok to be me. I learned that somebody actually appreciates my outspokenness. And I said to myself,
You know, the reason why i'm quiet. Its probably because my words are cynical. I get that a lot. Sometimes I say the creepiest things and I try to speak normally but everybody misunderstands me at some point, I was starting to think there was no hope for me but that time, when i thought i had done again, a person had said something left field. I decided that if we became friends. I'd treat you like you were the best thing that had happen in my life. I tent to blurt out everything what my mind had ask me too. Sometimes its just that strange that I stopped. At some point of life, you are what you once wish you weren't. As if you are trap in a shell, and by the time that I realise. I became quiet. One can only dream to escape the pain. But then,I want to be friends with that wonderful person.
So, imma let it out whatever i'm going to say and I like the quiet me, now. Its comforting. I'll use this mouth of mine appropriately from now on. And Afiqah, let's not break others heart again."Honesty is the best policy, aye?"