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Nyniie Angel♥
Behind the beauty of a Flower, lies a story of survival in a shattered life

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Wednesday, 6 July 2016

Sometimes you just don't know if people around you fake their smile just for the sake of it.
Sometimes you really can't tell if they really want to be there or just be there for the sake of being there.
I really wish i could go back to when i was a child. 
Without knowing anything and looking forward to embrace the celebration.
Those days, we laugh like theres no tomorrow.
We talk and keep talking believing that it was all true. We cry asking for forgiveness that is obviously so sincere.
As time goes by, as we grew up and become adult, i doubt soo many things.
After all the unpleasant things i heard i find it hard to believe that neither any of them drop their fakeness self.
I sincerely, i swear im soo sincere in wanting to be soo happy and throw my doubtness out of the window. 
But i just cant.
In my heart i keep asking, how could someone say such a thing to another.
And the another is your own family.
We fight our way through in life to achive happiness but the process and definition of happiness seems to be different to everyone. 
Why words can sometimes hurt the inner soul? 
Why good intention sometimes can mislead others to go against you? 
Why people in my zone seems to get hurt and betrayed? 


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