Who am I kidding? No one. No one but myself. 

I get it now. It's just IMPOSSIBLE to get you. You like the attention but at the same time, it's just the way it is. You're really not interested. I am in awe. You never fail to impress me with your subtlety and charm. You are what I call; a dream. You will remain that way. 

You had us at just the very smirk coming from your beautiful lips. Or maybe it was the twinkle in your eyes; Orion and Corona Borealis. All of them. Why are you so amazing? You didn't even do anything. We were dazed and confused. We were fangirling; the object of you. You.

Now I feel so miserable. I feel like crying so badly. So fucking miserable. Fuck my life. Fuck my never ending failure of a love life. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck it. Fuck you for being so beautiful. Fuck me for being a potato. Fuck me.

Now, in all honesty, I can say that I've very scared about my SPM. So scared. I'm on the verge of breaking down, yet I do nothing about it. I feel like even if I try very hard to study, something is bothering me. Ya Allah, please ease my soul, guide me, shed some light. Lead me towards excellence. Throw away my laziness and fatigue. Please Ya Allah. Amin.