Name : Nur Fatin Afrina bt. Mohd Fakhruddin
Still Young? : Yes!
Birthday : 5 Sept.
Hobby : Reading novels, writing stuff on my notebook, simply doodling and eating
I Want To be : Somebody Remembered :)
Like : Taylor Swift, number thirteen, daydreaming, chocolate, notebooks, novels, pink.
Dislike : Copydog, enemy, who calls me with a dirty nickname and everything i hate. Lol
Love : Family, Friends, My Bed and my ex crush
Kind of? : Sometimes awkward, sometimes crazy. Strong-hearted? Um.
Do you like this blogskin? : Honestly. I really like this skin:*

Only time can heal a broken heart. So keep writing because... I can't stop writing, it's like breathing :D

  "Give me a word," he said.

  "What?"

  "A word from a love song. Anything."

  "Um... stay?"

  "Nice choice."

  He is weird, he talks about stuff people don't talk about, and so do I. Today, for the third time, we lay on the hidden playhouse above the giant oak tree behind school. Our silence was never awkward, it was always filled by conversations and thoughts, witty secrets and strange opinions to share with each other.

  "If you're smart, you'll stay away from me, you know that?"

  "I know. But I won't go, ever."

  I heard him sigh. "I'm not good for you."

  "I don't care."

  "Tell me, what do you expect from me, actually?"

  "Nothing."

  "Then... why stay?"

  I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly as the truth slipped out of my mouth, "Because I can't leave. I have to stay."

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