*NADDY.*
Hello. My name is Nadiah Nabilah.

Born on the february 18th and my mum's life changed eversince. For better or the worse, I'll let you decide. My sleeping patterns are screwed and I get hungry fast. I'm a professional dreamer. My dreams weigh more than I do. My familia, boyfriend and friends are my people, my people are my life. <3

We're all damaged in our own way. Nobody's perfect. I think we are all somewhat screwy, every single one of us.

"Though you're far apart, you're always in my heart." 

Death is served as a constant painful reminder that life is only temporary because no one lives forever. Not even him. 

Yet it's funny how he was easily judged and labelled the "kids molester" when he was alive and back to the "King of Pop" only when he's dead. Had the world turn so black that one has to die in order to earn the respect he rightfully deserved? Had he not been dead though, knowing the world, I am pretty sure that up till today, sadly, his name would still be terribly tarnished. Nonetheless, his legacy breathes continuity because I grew up loving this man, for his music, for his trademark moves, for his impact in my life. I feel like I have lost part of my childhood forever now. And I'm certain that I am not alone.  

Yes, I am tremendously devastated. It seems surreal to think that he's just... gone.

In loving memory of Mikaeel Jackson. 

May Allah bless you, sweet King. 

The thing that irks me the most is people who assume shit about me and especially if it comes from people who I thought kno me.  Don't assume anything about me until you get the full story. If you weren't even there to witness the shit I went through, then keep your 2 cents worth because honestly, you don't kno the gist of it.

The shit I went through, no one knos but me and of course God. Sure I may tell you stuff but that doesn't mean you kno every single detail. There are just some things that I prefer to keep private rather than revealing to the whole wide world. And though I'm in a better place now, I am still struggling to stand up on my own 2 feet, but at least I'm trying. Whether the rest of the world sees or knos is a different story.

And seriously, you're not helping one bit. 

The worst thing I can get right now, is being misunderstood. I have had enough of trying to make people understand. I've come to the conclusion, if you get it then good for you. If you don't then you just don't. 

It's frustrating to kno how some people are just so fucking oblivious to everything else but themselves. Last I checked, I did asked you to move on. 

I'm sorry I made you count the endless days, sorry for not giving you a chance, sorry for even being close to nice. You can put the blame all on me, whatever floats your boat. 

Like I said, only time will tell. And it did. You proved me right and I'm glad.

And believe me when I say, it wasn't meant to be this ugly. But you've crossed the line and now you got my back turned on you.

So tell me now just what is it that you really want from me? 

I'll tell you what you've been missing.

But all I've got are pictures that are not in order to begin with.

I am too exhausted to elaborate further. I'm sorry. =x

But enjoy~ =)

Meet Zamzam alakazam. We shared the same school for a while.