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Emy Shamimi♥


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I long for endless happiness,
with no regrets and misconceptions.
I desire peace and love. ♥
Something i am capable of, aren't these.

Being single is sexier than your girlfriend, in lingerie.♥


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Sunday, May 15, 2011

Sometimes, we've no choice but to walk away.


You shouldn't judge anyone as long as you've never been in their shoes. You have no idea how much they went through unless you've been there. Trust me, you wouldn't be able to handle it. God only gives you so much, because he knows your capabilities and that you'll get through it. For sure, i've ever felt like giving up, but don't ever unless you tried your hardest.

I have so many things to disclose about my life, but i don't believe in telling people so they'd understand me more. If someone is willing to know more about me, they'd notice the differences. How i'm not socializing as much as normal people do. Why i don't like being around anywhere alone or even why i don't like to trust people. There's so many stuffs that you don't shouldn't judge, because basically, my life is as difficult as yours. Just different in many different ways.

I don't even tell my bestfriends how i truly feel about certain things, so why should i even tell the world? It's difficult, honestly. I can't do this myself, but i know i'll pull through. I made through the others didn't i? This time, it's all the same.



I wish i was more open. I can't take it anymore, but i can't share it with anyone.


Written with love; 3:34 am