TEENAGE LIFE.













The Owner.

Hey aliens! I am Adira Faisal. Eighteen. Malaysia. I give and get plenty of hugs! I speaks out everything in my mind. I have an attention span of a spongebob. I don't listen to people. My feelings are not always mutual. I love everything that involves with hitting.

I AM A LITTLE MONSTER.


Links.
Twitter

Rewind.


Please read this.

Hey peeps. You're currently in Adira Faisal's blog. I write good and bad things happen to my life here.I hate living in this society of mine. There are too much of judging & people oftenly labels some people without knowing them. It makes people scared to speaks out their mind or gives their own opinions. So I don't accept any bad thoughts here. But thanks for viewing! :D



    Date: Wednesday, January 30, 2013
    Time: 5:37 AM
Relied In Your Eyes.

    Make It Count


    Have you ever feel like you don't even know yourself anymore? Like when you woke up in the morning, had shower then you stood infront of the mirror and you feel like the reflection on it is like someone that you don't even know. Then it starts to be awkward and confusing. Do you know the feelings when you wish you don't know anyone in this world cause it way too hurt to know that there are lots of people you know out there but none of them is there when you need them? It hurt, it does.

    Do you once hope that you're not in the place that you're already are now? I mean you hope you're far far away from this place to the place that no one knows about you. It's weird, all those feelings in me. I hate the fact that I always get mad for no apparent reason then I started to brings people into my problems like fuck, I don't want that things to happen so I guess I better stay away from everyone. I have to.

    Strange, but I seriously cannot wait for the day when SPM result is finally release. Yes, it's creepy, it freaks me out but I can't stand being at home doing nothing. At one point in my life, I have the really big urge to study again. I really want to touch books, I do touch books at home just in case it will get better but it doesn't makes sense. Sigh.

    It's so hard to explain all thse feelings in me, but.. Why bother?



back to top.