26-year old female Singaporean. ♥


Seeing someone from school in public.


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People who say sadness doesn’t hurt physically apparently never experienced feeling so sad. I’ve felt it in my legs, my jaw, my head, my quivering lips, aching eyes, and my aching chest. It hurts my chest the most because it literally feels like your heart is in pain.

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Wah teruk betul kau belasah aku hari ini, ya hati?

Kamu ingin tau siapa yang sedang aku rindukan sekarang? Bacalah kata pertama dari tulisan ini :)

You ARE perfect.

Pada wanita yang di uji hatinya
Pada wanita yang di uji kekuatan jiwanya
Pada wanita yang di uji kesetiaannya
Pada wanita yang di uji kesabaranya”

Dan saat wanita itu memilih untuk kekal dalam tawakkal Rabb nya..
Dia tetap menjadi wanita yang tinggi darjatnya..

InnaAllaaha ma’a sobireen



This is such a beautiful photograph.


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You are far too beautiful to describe. And with beautiful I don’t mean your perfectly shaped body, your eyes that make me feel like drowning in them, your smile that makes my heart flatter, the movement of your chest while breathing or your hair that makes me want to play with every strand of it or the skin I expect to be under your clothes. I mean that your absence causes physical pain in my chest, that I dream about you every day, that you can make me smile with only a look into my eyes, that you make me feel like I’m worth looking at, that you walk in a way that’s softer than falling snow, that you seem to be the kind of person that’s nice to everyone and at every time. You aren’t just attractive or hot or the one that I will look after. You make me think, dream, write, search, love, hope and feel so much.
You are wonderful and special.
And I will never be able to tell you.


Bunny master post

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