The goal now is to go back to my lover girl self. To love and be loved intentionally.

13th April

Now, you’re 22. And you’re still seeking for home in everyone, everything and everywhere. But how can you find a home when you mask your love with an “I don’t care” attitude? How can you, my broken child?

Blah blah blah

Nothing seems to work for you so now, all you do is lay on your prayer mat after every sallah and mutter “Allah heal me.”

Dear Habibah E01

And I promise to be with you through thick and thin, in depression, insomnia, and anxiety cuz as usual, you’ve got none but me baby girl and my love is the pure and unconditional.

January 2021 (journal)

January was literally a wasted month but it opened my eyes to a lot of things. It made me realize that despite the problems you may encounter, the fact that you’re alive is a light at the end of the tunnel and it’s a sign that there are better times and days ahead so just hold on to your faith and sanity and give it some time.

Once upon a time, I had a diary.

Once upon a time, I had a diary. It was big and the most beautiful thing I’ve ever had. I don’t know if it’s the secrets I have buried in it or my “not so bad” handwriting or the hearts and flowers on every page that makes it beautiful. But all I know is, I had the most beautiful diary ever.

New Piercing

The experience was amazing and at the same time unpleasant. I didn’t kick and scream like a lot of people would do. I just winced and the funny thing is, I had tears in my right eye only and I’ve concluded that my left side doesn’t have empathy.

Dark Times

Hi guys! Hope you all are in the best of health. So today, I picked my pen to write something beautiful and not too deep considering my present mood. I planned on writing a love poem but there was no way my pen could inscribe something beautiful after what happened last night. It happens that…