Sometimes I get nostalgic randomly like when I’m in the shower and I catch the aroma of my new bottle of shampoo which was the same kind I used 3 years ago and it reminds me of those times and it makes me realise how much things have changed since then, like who I chill with and what I think of myself and it makes me kinda sad.

Fears, what made me cry and tattoos? | TMI Tag!

Starting March with me answering 50 weird and possibly interesting questions that you probably don't know about me! Check it out below and I hope you enjoyed learning a little bit more about me! smile emoticon
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I feel like I have done a lot today. That I’ve ticked everything off on that to do list for the day. Eventhough this is just something so small, it feels like the beginning of something monumental in my life. 

One step at a time. 

Life is getting back on track. 

I'm hard to understand.

I really am. I get so confusing when it comes to what I want, and whenever something is wrong. I can never set my mind straight. Sometimes, my mind is blank. Being a confusing person can lead to so much problems. I’m hard to understand, hard to handle, and I’m just very hard to deal with.

I don’t think we really fully heal from it.

The pain will always come back and haunt us, angering us again. Just like a cut, once fresh, but through time it sheds new skin, to only become a scar - not the clean piece of skin that it was before. We never really heal. Pain forever changes people. No one is ever the same after hurting.

If you're trapped between your feelings and what other people think are right...  always go for whatever makes you happy!

w/r/i/s/t/s

Do you remember when you were a child and you thought that when you became a teenager, when you became older, you would party every night until 3 am? It's quite ironic because little did you know that at 3 am, you'd be hysterically crying debating whether to take your life or not. 

Every time someone tells me I am listed as their favourite blogger, I become this speechless shadow in shock.

It’s an amazing feeling when people actually take their time to go through your blog and read what you have to say. A page full of thousands of thoughts to be heard.

I get all these little cute butterflies and I don’t know how much to thankyou all for just hearing me out. It’s great to know that there are people out there who can relate, and just take their time out to listen.

What does happiness feel like?

I don’t remember anymore.