Nurrlynia Diana, 14.

Nurrlynia Diana
:'-(


Sucks. Everything just sucks. Me you him her. Sucks. My life. Sucks. I want happiness
Life has been so cruel towards me. Everytime i'm about to be happy, there'll always be something bad happening to me. Why so mean? Everyone deserves to be happy. But what about me? It's really fun putting on a fake smile everyday just so people won't notice that i'm deeply hurt, sad. I'll never fail to break down everytime i think about this. I have no one to tell my story to. (except for bf), no one will listen. No one will understand. No one will trust. Somedays, when i feel too sad and people ask "are you ok?" i just lose it. I know look so ugly when i cry wtv
but when i cry, i really expect someone to wipe my tears off and hug me tightly and tell me that everything's going to be alright. And the perfect person to do that is my mum. I've been hoping that she'll do that everytime i'm in tears. Listen to my sadness. I wish i knew how to tell her how i exactly i felt. But i just can't put them into words. But i suck at this and so, i decided to keep everything. Yes bf been there for me and listen to all the things that i've been keeping inside for so long. It's only between the two of us. I wish i could have a short talk with mum and just express everything. But i know it's pointless. (first picture explains) but i really don't mean to raise my voice to her, fight back and stuffs, the reason is i'm just too tired to face all the sadness. Everyday. I don't like getting scolded by anyone. EVERYONE. I just want to be happy like all my friends and those kids out there. I love my mum so much like any other children loves their parents but i expect too much. I expect for her attention, too much and end up being disappointed myself & no one knows. I really hope we'll make things right soon. I miss those days when you shower me with love and that's really what i called happiness. I miss those days when you kiss me when i'm sleeping. I miss when we can have a talk at night and you'll give me all the advice. I guess people change, things change. Sigh goodbye
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