reaching out of reality

it's 12:36 am , somehow feel like expressing myself . i've been imagining things you guys would nvr believe , and yeah , with or without listening to owl city songs , i've realized , my imaginations have always been running wild , i feel like i'm used to it , i suddenly realize , and i don't know why , weird but it's the truth , even my mom said that i like to imagine stuffs since i'm a kid .and it's getting wilder these days :D

wtv bout the crappy imaginations of mine , somehow i like to sit alone these days , i don't really like to be bug by friends , i'll sit alone and i'll talk to myself , and then someone will always ask me "are you talking to your self ?" , and i was like "yeah , umm .. it gives me inspiration " , i'm covering cause i think it's kinda embarrassing to be caught talking alone , but that's kinda my habit .

i'm getting less energy each day , starring at people with my lifeless stare , barely laugh at something , i speak less-er now , i'm always tired , exhausted , but i sure eat a-lot , besides my imaginations , eating delicious food is my healing power . i don't like to be (like what i just described ) , so i tried not to be like one . when someone says hi or bye , i raised my hand up in the air and wave energetically (is that word ?:p) to cover my weird illness , but then , my smile turn upside-down again (as fast as they could), i don't want to stay like this , i think it's because " the cookies in my life jar have been stolen , and now it's empty " = my life is empty :| ,


please , someone , bring back my joyful soul(cheeh , joyful) , i'm miserable without it , i'm begging ,
and zikir sometimes help me sort things out , praised be to Allah S.W.T :)

being dramatic is life , baby !
(still unwell tho)




yours till the strawberry shortcake ,
fatimah azzahrah :?