Thursday, January 08, 2015

2014 The Last Part

And the last should be a very happy ending , they thought. But , things always changed i dont know why oh Allah. Hmm.

Certain people do know me well. Do feel me as well. I found that i have a very long journey to go. That i must face all type of people. Egoistic , emotional , hypocrite , kind and so on. See ? World is full of lie. Haha. I met people. And some of them, i set them free. Let them flying. I just can't bear too much pain.

So its the end. And guess what. I really hope that 2014 will end cepat sikit and now its end. Tahun yang paling banyak air mata dibazirkan untuk manusia manusia. Actually tak bazir sangat pun. They were my worst mistake and my best lesson. They taught me how to deal with people that susah sangat nak appreciate orang lain. People taught me to appreciate people around me who cares about me but i didn't. Aku tak perasan pun ada yang kisah pasal aku.

Aku nampak ramai sangat yang sakit. Sakit hati. Semua sebab hubungan. Friendship , love , family . so how ? Hmm. That's why aku takut sangat bila nak buat sth. Takut nak rasa macam mana cinta lepas rasa macam mana pedihnya dalam hubungan persahabatan. Kau tak faham. Kalau kau faham pun , tak sama dengan apa aku rasa. Maybe kau ada masalah kau and sorry aku pun tak boleh nak rasa pedih kau seratus peratus. Haha.

2014. Well too much words to describe this year. Hope that 2015 is the year where i do appreciate people and people do love me as i do. Hehehe. Btw , target aku nak single sampai kahwin lah hahaha. Anddd im single but unavailable okay ? I'll try my best in everything this year hmm. Biar lah takdak bae ke girlfriend ke sweetheart ke haih. Nak wat cane tak attractive hahahahahahaha lol. At least ada jugak orang aku sayang tahap bae en em gay couple ni aduh gawat ni. Well people are being sucks when they thought everything's negative about the word gay duhhh. Cewah ada bakat ni nak bagi ceramah haha. Okay 2014 , i gonna miss you. Goodbye , thank you for everything and sorry for nothing k.

                                 Your past ,

                               Izzuddin Fakri

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