go away.

the problem with me is i hate to face them.

i run away from them.
i tried my best not to think about them.
but they always come running back.
always.
and that is when i cry, for that's the only way i know.

ya Allah. give me the strength. i can't do this on my own.

0 cream puffs :):

.the intruders.

count me up baby!