Safe Haven, Elusive Fairytale
An insecure soon-to-be 19-year-old girl. Medical student. Singer. Writer. Music lover. My life is ruined by these namjas, gorgeous girls, and beautiful melody-chanting girls. Obviously not a quality blog, reblogs a lot, but I write some things (fandom or not). Forever witched by this fucker. I also pretend to love this woman. 80% Changmin/HoMin, 10% SNSD/K-Pop, 10% misc. Offensive ramblings. Sidebar credits to donghayy. Icon credits to photoset by maneungkey



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Hai Nessa, (1) Do you want to live your life fullest in Indonesia or in any countries? What country do you want so much for a better life? Why? (2) What part of yourself do you like the most? why? (3) Do you ever have a hard time in your life? When? Do you ever regret to be born as yourself right now? or... do you ever wish to have been living somebody else's life? :)). I can't wait your answers soon! :)

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Anonymous

You have so many questions, anon ㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜㅜ 

(1) I want to live in Indonesia, of course. I still think speaking with my mother tongue and living life with familiar Melayu faces are the best thing in the world. When I went to Singapore before, there’s a part of me that couldn’t swallow all the country’s goodness although some people said Singapore is one of the best place to live your whole life with. 

TL;DR: I love Indonesia too much.

(2) I love my hair when I just woke up. My hair gets a little wavy and it matches my face so much :3

(3) Yes, I have :) To be honest, I may seem like a mega-ignorant person, but I actually value my close friends so much. It’s so much that once I think they have bad thoughts about me, I’ll drift away from them so I can feel less hurt. There’s an occasion when I was in high school, I couldn’t fulfill my promise to all of my class friends during that time. After that, I felt that all of my class friends lost a bit of faith and trust towards me, even though they necessarily didn’t feel so. I was so ashamed to meet them that I pretended to be sick. I couldn’t see my friends’ faces all the time until all of those feelings disappeared. That’s a hard time, Anon :(

No, I’m fine being myself. I just wish my father can have less rant about my body and I have more determination to change it too. Also, I am easily damaged when people around me got mad at me. I would throw rants at everything so I appeared dull, even though I didn’t look excruciatingly mad.

I hope you read all of these words, Anon ROFL. I can’t seem to stop once writing things I love to type ;;


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