Hola Como Estas


For the past few months, i've had enough a good story to tell, maybe not to everyone. But to a complete strangers who are willing to read my unrealistic blog. the only reason im back is actually because im uh bored. There's alot of things going on through my life for the past few years and also i have so much words going on in my head right now. it's almost 5AM in the morning. yeah ok i should have probably be sleeping at this hour but cmon its freaking friday. im young! and fresh and cool and uh nevermind (see im really bad in describing things).

Okay well it has been awhile since i put myself in writing again, i mean like yeah i love writing. i love creating, i love things that people think im not good at. That's the problem, people are going to judge but you're just gonna live. Its your life anyway. :) huhu dah merepek gais.

um as much as i wanted to write more, right now at the moment. but I dont think my brain is fully functional at this hour.. maybe im not normal.. maybe i have insomnia... maybe i have problems with sleeping.. or maybe its just me balling around over stupid things because i can be a drama queens when i want to be one. I dont care what would you think of me, but being you or being me is not a problem for me to face. Learn the hard way to crawl yourself into the zone you've never created, jump onto it and swim.( what the hell am i talking about srsly farhana you're high-uh its not that im taking any weed though but its 5 and yeh)

and okay! um so what else? Oh! im making a progress of moving on from a stupid guy i met exactly a year ago. he was the worst and twisted-lying-brat that i'll never ever ever ever getting back together bcause he's a skank(this word never existed, dont argue)it feels good when you cuss no matter how pure and sassy and vulnerable you going to look. so, im finally clean! clean from douchebag scumbag and plastic bag!

its already 5.06 AM. am an owl. thanks for reading. i'll read a little bit more relevant stuff real soon. whenever im free from a narcissistic capitalist persons.(what even)

xoxo Farhana Swift

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