*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.

In my shoes, just to see what it's like to be me

look at shit through each others' eyes.

What happens when you try to be there for somebody but they push you away?

What happens when you try to make up for the things you did but you were ignored?

What happens when you don't understand where you go wrong?

What happens when your filthy emotions get the best of you?

How do you understand something you don't actually understand?

What do you do when you can't be there for everybody you care for, everybody you loved?

How do you make them understand?

What happens when they don't see it?

How does it feel like when everybody is going against you?

What the hell is there to do to feel appreciated?

How does it feel like to be hated by many?

How does it feel like to be judged?

Yes, assumption is the mother of all fuck-ups.

Tell me if it feels good cos I might be needing you to be my motivation.

Funny when you stop and think and wonder who you really are,

deep deep down inside.