i will never be the woman with the perfect hair
who can wear white and not spill on it
(taken from huda's blog)
there's never a day,that i could walk freely with a big smile on my face and not fake it. i can laugh my hearts out,i can have a non-stop fun in my life,but at the end of the day i feel so fake,everything seems unreal to me. as though i'm hiding behind someone shadow,hiding myself from the world outside. people say i have change over the years,that i'm trying to be someone who is just not me and i'm faking it. i guess its true somehow,yet i'm immune to this someone i never knew. even the pain i had to go through over the years is immune to me....i keep running with no ending to it.