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Monday, 12 March 2018

The things we say, belief we forget...

Moments ago, you were on the brink of crying. Letting it all lose. You push people away. So nefariously, I guess? You cannot forget, note this, etch this in your heart, for yourself, Mishaal. You cannot forget the people around you especially your loved ones. Because when you lose it, they're going to be there. And if you drive them away.. you'd have nobody to lean onto. To hear you out and w.e. So just, hold it together and don't fret. Apologize and don't complain or talk until its really needed. Words have a way of coming back to you. People have a way of letting go of you. Ergo, do not! The world will never care or change. Get attuned to it, dearie. Well, I need to tell this to my migranes and everything too. I may never express it, but I never lie and I never betray. Well, I do ditch (let go would rather suffice here), now.
Well, even if they leave, HE'll always be there. HE will always listen. When you're engulfed into spasms of endless darkness and the stars seem so far away, your Lord will guide you and never give up on you...


P.S. If anyone would ever like to collaborate on a book I left writing years ago, feel free to drop in a message at the aforementioned ID. It's like halfway through, if memory serves correctly.  mishaal.linguist@gmail.com


Merci

P.P.S. Prison Break and Typography have stolen my heart. I can't wait for infinity war. Game and web design is so awesome yet amazingly intense. Universal design is something we all should live for. I got the FIRST EVERRRRRR warning letter of my life. Yaaayy. Albeit, I have to formulate a calculated-risky-pre-emptive-strategy to counter w.e. in case sth happens. And CIMUN, I love you forever. Exhaustion has ripped my brains off. Blalalalalalalalalala. Now, I hope we as a class finish the Last Supper tomorrow, jbtw my first ever oil painting.

Adios.