There'll be . . . . One Less Lonely Girl

Hi there,

For a record, the title isn't about Justin Bieber's song. It's more of about me and to be precise, about me and the guy I blogged about in the previous story. The story continues. We became friends ever since. And the female worker at the same store who I left my number to, became my big sister and we share lots of cool things together. She told me everything about him and it was funny. Okay, his name is Fahmi. Like I told you, REAL names are included in here. And my big sister's name is Fatiha.

Okay, the story continues. Fatiha told me that he was going to ask me to be his girlfriend and at that time, we had been friends for almost five months. I wasn't buying it, I thought she was just kidding me. But it ended up to be true.

I was in the third semester and was doing my practical in this place called Lipis. It's in Pahang. And we did extra shifts for a week and we've got three days off that weekend. All of the practical students wanted to go home that weekend and that included my housemates. I wanted to go home too, but unfortunately both my parents were outstation that weekend. So, I told Fatiha that I would like to come to Grik that weekend and I went there with my friend, Nea. She dropped me in KL and I had to go there all by myself. And I arrived at 6 in the afternoon that day. And Fahmi was waiting and he find a rented motel for me to spend the days there. I chose to be that way. NO WAY I would stay with his family. And he paid the rent for me! How kind of him. And later that night at 8, he took me out to dinner at his fave place. He told me stories about his childhood and how excited he was when I was there. But he didn't say anything about asking me to be his girlfriend like Fatiha told me before. But I wasn't paying attention on that. I was listening to his stories, though. I spent two days there and he eventually asked me on the second day and he asked me by the river. I love water so much and he chose the right place. I was listening to the music of the water when he asked me and my nervousness gone. It's a love story so I said 'Yes' to him. And later that afternoon at 2, I went back to Lipis. It was a happy starting, to be honest. And so, we're dating now.

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Here's the day he took me out.

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My big sis, Fatiha

That is all I can say about our relationship now. And for the new blog, I'll blog about the guy I found hard to get over with when I was 18. Yes, coming up, Chung Yii's story will be blogged.

Forever n Always
Hannah

The Story Goes On . . . .

Hey there,
Meet again and first thing first - I'm totally absolutely sorry for being two months late. But the great news is that I have LOADS to tell you. So, don't get mad okay? I've just learned a new lesson - NEVER get mad, or you'll look ten years older than your age.
Okay, let's start with the previous story. After I knew he cheated on me, I dumped him. And a new episode started and it happened in the same year but different month. I was in the second semester and I was doing my practical for two weeks in this small town called Grik. And so, I loved walking in the streets there and I had a close friend who shared the same interest - walking out. And later that night, I went to this 24 hour store called 7Eleven (yeah, you know it) and while I was choosing things to buy andtalking to her, this guy really caught my eye. And he was walking toward the counter. I was holding a bottle of Lemon Pop drink and I whispered to my friend, "How am I going to pay this? That boy with the spectacles is cute" and that did it. I went to the other counter and he stared at me. His partner made a joke and I laughed, but not MY acquaintance partner. She didn't laugh at the jokes.  I was like, 'Whoa, she's not laughing' and she was actually texting her boyfriend and she wasn't paying any attention but to her phone. And so that boy just smiled at me and we left the store early. On the next day, a friend asked me to buy her some bread at the place and so I went there with my acquaintance partner (again) and this time, I bought a sachet of instant soup and some bread for her. And I paid them at his counter.
 
OOh! Rewind . . . Before we went there, we filled our empty bottles with this RO water downstairs, then we went there.
 
Okay, back to the story. When we were paying for the things we bought, my acquaintance partner, who was about to pay her mineral water had actually, positively and totally forgot to bring her purse. So she wanted me to wait at the store (and I was left alone!!!) to watch over the stuff while she went back to the house and fetch her purse. And so, I begged and pleaded for her not to leave me there alone for the guy was absolutely staring at me. But she wouldn't listen, so she just left me and went back to the house. I waited for ten minutes alone with the guy and there was no other customer in the store!! He asked me about the practical, my age, where I live and lots of info on myself. And his boss next to him just walked away and that was worse! I wasn't scared freaked but I was more of embarrassed. It was dreadful, but an okay thing. And so, she came back and when I was about to reach for my stuff, he pulled them to his way and was kind of like playing tug-or-war with the stuff with me. I asked, "You want to give it to me or what?" and he laughed and gave them back to me.
 
And the next day was freaking crazy. I was walking with some friends toward the hospital and we had to cross the store for a short cut and so, when we walked, I was talking like popcorns.
 

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Yes, I screamed. And because of why? Because he was staring at me AT the WinDow and was hooking his chin up with his hand. And then my friends shrieked. They thought I saw a dog, but I didn't see any but a cute boy waving at me. I walked away and left my friends behind and I know I blushed. And at the hospital, a girl told me that he sent his regards to me and he actually called me -- The Girl who Was Left Alone. How funny!

 

And so, after two weeks of practical, he told his acquaintance (and it's a girl) that he wanted to know me and I left my number to her. On the next day, he texted and we became friends ever since. He called after three months of friendship and he sounded like a small boy. LOL!

 

Okay be serious -_-!!

 

That was the story about my moving on moment. Want to know what happen to this guy? I'll blog more in here tomorrow. And I'll insert my first song about him.

 

Forever n Always

Hannah

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Crushes and Boyfriends

We've gone with myself, crushes and friends before. Now, we're gonna move on to those few crushes that I still had feelings with and boyfriends. To be honest, I'm not the kind of girl who needs a boyfriend. But I do believe in prince charmings are somewhere out there, just waiting to appear. And my criterias - boyish stares, immature sense of humour, the song I've been singing about, great hair, and has sensitive soul. It's really hard to find the right prince and I'm telling you based on my experience.

Okay, for once and for all, I was still having a crush on Chung Yii and I had to write SO many songs about him, so that I'd get over it. And right now, I realize that I finally got over it. Thank goodness it was over with.

Right, now it's time for crushes and boyfriends. The crushes, well, the ones I forced myself to get over with were Chung Yii and Kevin. Yes, and I forced myself to write songs about them. The latest one was for Kevin and the song is called "It's Kevin." To be honest, that song was about me, couldn't get over him before. But now I do. Especially when he ignores me in Facebook. That is a stupid of me by adding him as my friend in there. Gosh, what was I thinking! He's finally over and I have to admit - Chung Yii was hard to forget. I mean, after I moved to other place, he texted me, asking how was I doing and being such a good listener. And so, he was the hardest crush to get over with. But the easier one Hamirul, the shy boy in my college. He looks totally exactly like Nick Carter and I had this crush on him when we were in the first semester. We were both in the same class, so I was like, "He's cute." And I told my best friend, Nik, about him and she told me to talk to him. But I was like, SO no way!  And then, after a few months. Like, six months later, he was in another class and it continued a year later. Different class. And when I was so sure of my crush, I was like, going to say 'Hi' to him in the computer lab. But then he blew it. He talked to this girl and glanced at me, as if I was looking at him. I was so mad that I sat down at the table in front of him, and began to blog in my Myspace. I wrote how he was so funny that he made me like him and how he blew the chance for me to say 'Hi' to him. So, I wrote this blog called 'I Write a Song About Him and He Doesn't have A Clue.' And I wrote the song right after I saw he laughed with that girl. How annoying! Urgh!!

Continue with the story - I faked a smile when he glanced at me when he was talking to that girl. That girl was a boast and I still don't have a clue how he fell for her. And after I wrote those long paragraphs about his stupidity, I left the computer lab and went into my room and started writing the song before I went to bed. I was like, "There! And I am SO gonna be over you" and on the next day, my crush on him just gone. Completely and I am absolutely, positively said he's just another crush to be told to friends. It was over and I'm SO thankful for that. And for this new semester, he's in the same class with me and that was the first time he talked to me EVER. But, the feelings gone, so I need no worry. I was doing my presentation and I had details on diabetic remedies and had this thing called ginkco. And he asked me what the heck was that? And I had to talk to him, seemed that my presenter friends didn't know what a ginkco was. And he was like, smiling to me, but I was like, "That is totally stupid." Goodness, he thought I still have a crush on him. It was like SO last year. Okay, he may could not figure the song about him out, but I am SO over him.

Now, boyfriends. I kept on reading books about love that said when you fall in love, you feel like you're totally flying. And I felt that when I first dated when I was seventeen. I met this guy when I was sixteen and I was doing a volunteer work on this camp. It's a camp about this seminar and it's about being a friend's counsellor. In here they call 'PRS.' And so I met him. I still remembered when the first moment I got there, I was with two friends and I saw him with his school mates. And I actually told my friends that he was a total cute. He was tall, had great hair, an extremely handsome face and he wore his librarian uniform very smart. I totally fell for him and guess what? He was in my group and my group number was four! Talk about lucky number. And his name was Khairi. What a handsome name for a handsome guy. The time he said my name, I knew he would be the one. And he got my number and after a year, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I accepted because I was touching the sky when he asked me that. It was beautiful. He texted, called and totally into me at that time. And after a week, he went silent. With no news. He told me before that sometimes, his sister would borrow his cell, so I was kind of okay with it. Until I knew the truth. He cheated on me and he was with somebody else when he was with ME. Okay, details on it.

I changed my number and told him about it. I called his number, a female picked it up and told me he's not on the line. Said he's out and I told her I'd call him later. And I called him every fifteen  minutes, but still, that twerp told me he's still not there. Then, shockedly, she asked me who was I to him. And I said I was just a friend. But she didn't believe me. So I was like, "What? You think I'm his girlfriend? Puh-leeez, I am so not his girlfriend. So, can I talk to him now?" I almost said 'Pronto' but then I thought, she'd never understand the word. But she refused, so I just said she's stupid for acting like a control freak and my friend shouted on the line at her too. And then, me and my other room mate went to this movie the seniors were playing in the hall and I received phone calls by this weirdo number. I picked it up lazily and hung up. And there was his voice! I recognized him so well. I had to talk to him outside the hall and he told me not to call the old number again. Because why? Because that was his girlfriend's number!! How I shedded my tears crazily in the hallway. For him. He said he was sorry and I was like, "Okay." And after that, he called me often but it just got worse. I didn't want to get mad, I wanted to get even. And so, after a few months, he told me he broke up with that girl and wanted me back. I asked him why and guess what he said. He actually said, "I don't know. Maybe because I'm lonely now and you're the one who loves me." It made me shock so I just dumped him and ignored him and said he's a stupid boy. I got even with the help of my friend and it served him right. He didn't call me ever since.

I'm sorry for this ending. It's getting too late and I have class tomorrow. I'll write the story #2 on this tomorrow. I have loads more to tell in here.

Forever and Always
Hannah

Friends in Need . . . are THEY?

Hello,

Meet again in here . . . the Skyblue story. I was thinking of what to write after I wrote about crushes on the previous story. It was a feeling that I couldn't describe myself. It's a mix of excited, nervous and confused. I didn't know what to write at first but now, here I am.

Okay, I would like to tell you about my friends since I was in the kindergarten school. I studied in this religious kindergarten and I was a friendliest girl in class. I said 'Hi' to everyone and played with them together. And I met my best friends there too. Their names Illya and Suraya Hani and we became best friends until we're 8. We became best friends for 3 years because both of them moved out to other school. We were kids so no cellphones and we've lost contact on each other. So, I studied in this primary school and met other kids there. And I met these two girls who were really closed to me. Their names were Radi Roshini and Saraleana. We were in the same class and sat together at lunch in the cafeteria. Some people said my face and Roshini's face were almost similar and Saraleana was a mixed Malay-Chinese girl. She was a very funny girl. And of course, we sometimes fight, but that's just what good friends do. We make mistakes, learn from them and forgive each other. That's life. So let's go on with the rest. There were times when Sara liked to lie to us by telling stories that vampires were alive and those weird things about wishes that came true. And of course, we were kids back then, so we just bought her stories (and we finally figured that out when we were ten) and unconditionally just believed her. Lol xx..It was funny.

But our friendship stayed until we were ten because I moveed out to another school. It's a religious school and I didn't really like it there. Because of the place, which was so far from the town and its road to get there was surrounded with tall trees and bushes. I hated bushes. And I had to study in that school? It was a nightmare. Because we heard loads of stories about the school and there was once one of my friends begged to stay at my house, just because she couldn't stand the haunted. I didn't know if that's true at first, but when I was haunted, I believed her a little. Yeah, just a little. We can't trust people 100 percent. It's dangerous. And so, I went to that school for a year ONLY because I didn't like it there. And when I was 11, I went to this school and had so many best friends. My best friends were Afiqah, Amira, Ain, Hafizah, Izzah, and Nabilah. Oh before I forgot. I met my old crush, Syahrin, again and in this school. He completely ignored me back then and after a year, he moved out to another school. His family had to moved in to another house. Okay, about my best friends. We stayed best friends until the final year in primary school and that was when we were 12.

At 13, we went to separate schools and I met other new friends. But some of these friends were so mean to me and I couldn't understand why. I met my longest best friend, Hazwani, in junior high and we were in the same class for two years in that school. She met new friends and all of a sudden, she began to tell lies to me and talked bad things about me and not to mention, spreaded fake rumours about me. It was awful and I didn't know who I was going to talk to at school that time. And I made friends with this beautiful Chinese girl named Michelle Tang. She sat next to me and she said I was pretty. Lol xx... She loved drawings so much and she taught me how to draw. Thanks to her, I get to draw properly now. Hehe.. Michelle disliked the clique soo much and she was really, really smart. She loved to ask questions to the teachers and always got great grades. She's a true friend! *hugs~~~ I missed her and sometimes I give her a call. She gets excited when I call her. Ooh, and she said I was her best friend, which was very sweet of her. And about Hazwani, well this part is going to be about her. We shared stories about us when we were 8 and she told me she missed those times. And remember Daryl? Yes, she knew I had a crush on him so she told me this lie over and over again. She said that Daryl wanted to know me, but I knew she was lying in the first place. I knew it because there was no way Daryl would talk to her. I mean, she disliked him and she would just walked away when she saw him. So, she lied to me. Same goes with her clique, Nabilah, Umirah and Sofiah. These girls faked a friendship rule - honesty among friends. And I cursed them that I will never forgive them. And I met Raudhah, my BFF. She was friends with them too but just like me, they were mean to her too. They also disliked the way I scorede my grades and me befriending Michelle. It was their weakness to know that I was smarter than them. It's true. I scored high in my Geography and English when we were in the same class when we were 14, and I didn't tell them my score. And when they found out about it, they started to ignore me and glared daggers at me in every class. And of course, rumours about me. Urgh!!

At 15, I  was in the same class with Raudhah and I sat next to her. We talked a lot before she had to switch places with my old crush and good friend, Chung Yii and I became the silent girl with music filled my head when he's around. And that was why the song of mine called "Tear It Apart" came. I actually said this:

"He's the song in my head
In the car, everywhere; I'm through it"

He doesn't know about this. And I don't want to let him know about my song on him. And back to the friends:Raudhah and Michelle were in the same class with me when we were all 15 but I studied there only a half year long. Because my parents were transferred to other place. I had to say another 'Goodbye' to my friends and start another year making friends with strangers. But Raudhah and I are keeping in touch through Facebook now. Lol xx..

In senior high, I lived in a place where the people had different accent or language pattern compared to my old place. But I did have some cool friends there. I met Liyana, Shaadah, Amira, the Maths whiz girls, Mazira, the History girl, Zaidah, the 'it' girl and Aziz, the Maths brain boy. Liyana was such a friendly girl. She loved my humours and laughed a lot. Shaadah, Amira and Mazira were best friends since primary school, so they were like - bonding onto each other. Zaidah was the kind of girl who knows what to do with her life, even though sometimes she can be a heartbreak, but above all that, she had sensitive point of view. Aziz was the friendliest boy in school and a teacher's pet. He always got great grades in maths and Science and he really was such a know-it-all. He was the first person to say 'Hi' to me and he was my Dad's friend's son. Kinda cool huh? I thought so too. We all stayed in the same class until the highlight of high school - the Senior Year. We studied together, ate together and we all shared our sense of humour. I still remember when Zaidah was heartbroken by her first break-up when we were 16, she turned to me and told me the story. And I wrote her problems in my book, and that was when I started to write journals. and obviously, I wrote songs about them and I showed them to the girls. They LOVED it!! And I actually copied the songs and pasted them on my desk. My teachers just walked around me and read them. They said it was beautiful to dedicate songs to a person. I was Thankful! xxx...

This is another thing I would like to write about in 'Friends in Need . . .are THEY?' blog. As you can see and tell, friends are forever with you. They laugh with you, cry with you, make you smile, make you hurt, make you feel bad sometimes and even fake their friendship with you. All I can say is that, true friends are like pearls. To find them, you will have to see their inner beauty. Just like divers need to do before they search for pearls. They will have to find the oysters. And believe me, oysters are NOT pretty. And that's what you have to do. I may not be good at finding REAL friends, but I just met the GOOD ones since I was 16. And they are all my REAL friends. Here's a piece of advice for you:

True friends are like pearls,
Beautiful and rare;
Fake friends are like pebbles,
Hideous and everywhere.

Love,
Hannah

The First Story of My Life...

So, I was wondering of what to write in here when it comes to my REAL story. And I mean, REAL story of ny life. None of my family or my friends know about this. I don't tell them about me having a blog, because this is STRICTLY about me and my story. And they, especially my friends shouldn't share this with me because I found that some of them are part-time backstabbers. And I actually MEAN it.

Okay, let's start with myself. I'm 19 and going to be 20 this coming 14th of February. Yup, I know. Valentine's Day. Some people actually get thrill when I tell them I was born on this kind of day. They think it's awesome. But for me, it's just a plain date. I love bracelets and I'm totally love song writing. I've been writing songs since I was 9 and it's the only way I can gather my emotions and express them in my writing. I also enjoy poetry and pull imaginations on my stories. I have wrote two stories so far and now I'm working on my very first novel. My writings are all in English because I love the language so much. About my songs, I write about my friends, family, strangers, my ex-friends, the boys I had crushes on, my boyfriend and most of all, the things I've always wanted to say to people who make me feel. The things that I wanted to say on their faces but no suitable words could express it, so I just sit on the floor and say the words in my writing. I want to tell them that they made me sad or happy and how I wish something would happen to them after I write a song about them. For example, if that person makes me happy, I would wish a light would shine on him/her every single day. But if that person hurts me, I would wish he/she would walk on cloudy days until they know what they just did to me. I never wish bad things but my wishes are more of inner feelings. But just a few of the people I wished came true in their lives and they realized the mistakes. But it was too late. I wasn't there when they wanted to ask for forgiveness.

And as for my songs, they haven't been published openly. I sent some to my editor of the school mag and they published only three out five that I sent. My best friends love them and one of my besties, Zaidah, loved them so much and she requested me to write one for her. I wrote one and gave it to her and she was thrilled about it. She said every word I wrote for her had become her inspiration. That was great. About my songs, I said I wrote about boys I had crushes on. Yeah, I did. My first crush was on Syakir, my classmate when I was six. Too young to have a crush, I know. He was like a light in my life because he was my neighbour, he liked to come over to my house. We studied together and I was a real silly when I told him I liked him. It was embarassing when he then ignored me after I said 'I like you' to him. Boys are weird. And I didn't write anything about him. I was too young. But I did write about him in my diary. My second crush was when I was eight and I was totally in love with Nick Carter of the Backstreet Boys. Haha..it was a funny crush but I wrote about him when I was nine. It was my very first song and it was like a kiddo song. You know, with 'la la la' words. It was funny, I had a crush on a superstar. I tried hard to forget him after I wrote that song and eventually, my 'crush moments' stopped until I was ten. I totally forgot about him. And after a few years of writing about my friends, school and family, I had my third crush when I was eleven and that lucky boy was my classmate. His name was Fadhil but I didn't write a song about him too, because the crush was only for a few days(he then dated my best friend and I forgot about him too). We were classmates for two years in junior high. The story went on and so did my song writing. I forgot about crushes when I was in high school but when I saw this shy Chinese boy, I felt the crush again strucked in my heart. His name was Daryl and I was totally, madly having a crush on him. He have a face of Daniel Radcliffe, exactly, and I did silly stuff like, send him love letters but he totally ignored them. He didn't know I exist and I gave clues about myself. He was the boy that came into my dreams and made me smile alone. I write songs about him and I smiled whenever I saw him. He smiled back, but just to be friendly. I had a crush on him for two years straight and never had enough of him. I even wrote 'I Love D' on my hand! My friends asked me about it and I just told them I liked him a lot. And when he ignored me that much, I started to feel stupid and crushed. I erased him away from my heart and write songs about how blind he was because he couldn't see me for two years. And he was two years too late! Because when I was 15, I had a crush on my friend(who is now my best friend), he smiled at me a lot, but I knew he was too late for that. We can't go back to faded feelings. On my friend, his name was Chung Yii and the better crush after Daryl.

It happened when I was sitting next to my BFF, Raudhah and we were talking madly. Then our teacher, Mrs. Jill, called her name and asked her to sit at the back and asked HIM to sit next to me. I went from cheerful to silent when he came and sat next to me. I didn't talk to him because he was too cute to talk to. Haha..weird, I know. Then, there was this boy named Kevin talked to me and I laughed because he was such a joker. Chung Yii was kinda left behind, so one day, Kevin called me. He said, "Hey, Chung Yii wants to be friends with you,". And believe it or not, that conversation happened after THREE MONTHS he sat next to me. For real. Okay, back to it. I was like, "Okay, sure." and we talked. He then really talked to me from day to day. I even borrowed his Geography reference book and he was very friendly. I told Raudhah I liked him and she just backed me up. I write songs for him at home and definitely wrote about him in my diary. And he even made me laugh and smile in class. It's been years, and he gave me his number. He texted me after I changed school. And he even does that now. And we both have Facebook. We chat through there now and he seems happy. I still remembered he said these last year. He said, "If we were together, do you think we will last forever?" and "You were pretty for me". He said this last year and I was doing my second semester in my college. It was sweet and he knew I liked him. And by the way, he was there at the right time. I was suffering a sad time after a break up with my ex-boyfriend and he came just in time. He helped me get over it. I owe him one. And now I'm dating with the one I really love, Fahmi, and Chung Yii will stay as my best friend forever. He knows I have a boyfriend now and he was kind of like, wanted us to be like before, but I can't lie to myself. I only liked him once and I don't love him more than a friend-ly love. I write songs about him all these years and about my boyfriend, I'll tell you how I met him.

I was doing my practical for two weeks in Gerik and I met him at the 7Eleven store. I was with my best friend, Nik, and she accidently left her purse at the rented house we're living in and she had to leave me and went to get it. Our house was not that far from the store, so she went back. So, I was left there with him and he was very friendly. He made me laugh even though he didn't know me. I felt like he was the right guy for me and I talked to him easily. I was the kind of the girl who always finds it hard to talk with boys but for him, it was easy. I didn't feel nervous or whatsoever. On the next day, he watched me walking with my friends and when my eyes caught his sight, he waved at me. I just smiled and walked along. And one day, I left my number to him and he began to text me and called me almost every day. Now that we're dating, he made me happy and I began to know about his personality. He's funny. I went back there last October and declared as boyfriend/girlfriend, officially. And he asked me to be his girlfriend by the waterfall. How romantic was that? I just love water and he asked me near the water. It was calming.

I think this should be the beginning of my story. About myself. And I have a test next week and a two-months practical started on 24th of January. So, maybe I couldn't write for a few months. But don't worry, more stories are coming soon.

-Forever n Always-
Hannah
xoxo

The Beginning of My Story...

For the million times I keep on telling myself that my stories are not for those who don't know me. And the same thing I keep telling them is that, "This is the way I do. And you won't know anything about me. And I mean, anything about me." The reason I say that to them (and I don't mean strangers or any people I don't know) is that I have lots of friends, but only a few of them are the ones that loyal and true friends. And this is why I want to write a blog. I've been planning on doing this for years (since I was 16 to be exact) but I thought I should give more time to think of what to write. Here's another reason why. I write songs and writing has been in my blood since I was just 6 years old. People always ask me why I write whenever I feel happy, sad or angry. It's just the way I could say something about myself. You'll never know the reason why when it comes to passion on doing something you are meant to do. 

For the beginning, I just want to say that my story is NOT for those who don't have a heart. And I mean it because I'm going to write every single detail about my life and the story it has. Also, I'm going to write out the names of the people who had actually let me down. This is why it is called as 'The Skyblue Story'. The meaning of it is that it is all about the sky. You can see how blue and bright it is. But you can never tell how grey it will be when it's going to rain. That's a lot like me. I'm a happy girl but you can never tell how fragile I am inside.

-Sky-