16. CHR, senior year. Photoshoots. Dance-offs. Mates. Fun. Digicam. Cats. Biking. Explore. Books.
Words. Dictionary. Transparency. Body rides.
Amira Idayu.
Amira Idayu
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So hey. This is my blog. I love writing. The posts and titles here are inspired from real life world and experiences.
Typing about hurt doesn't make me a sadist.
Typing about heartbreaks doesnt mean im on post-break up denial.
Typing about love and crushes doesn't mean im in love.
Typing about death doesn't make me an emo kid.
We are all more in depth than the naked eye can see. I hate being ridiculed.
I think I won't be uploading as much photos here now that Facebook is available. Read on, comment, whatever.
Enjoy articulating or connecting my words with your life. Welcome.
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Amira Idayu.
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School was different and refreshing and funny. And suddenly boys started reading romantic novels and being accused of reading 'porny' books. Highly likely that their internet was blocked from these nasty sites. All under the influence of Myra Jlee. Haha, it was hilarious. Razak wrote a short paragraph inspired from my current life story. It was really sweet. ''Now that I've read my life in words, whua, quite pathetic it seems. Haha!'' ''No lah. Its incredible how you live your love life'' -You're sweet, babe. Im going to go and write a love note to you and Naj. Yours.
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