Time changes everything, even you and I have changed

Michelle Gwendolyn ♥
Simple 13 this year. Not a Perfectionist but aims for excellence by giving the best. Music is part of my life. Laughter is my medicine. Photography is my passion. Quote is the way of describing my life. i've awesome sisters and brothers around me♥

You know my name, but not my story. No matter how much rubbish you pile up about me, I'm still me. Hate me if you want, it needs no permission. But I'm who I'm, that is something you can never be

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The rain, the winter spring has made us fade away

♥ Vaio!
♥ Iphonee.
♥ A haircut!
♥ Grow Taller!:<
♥ Polaroid Camera.

I really wonder how you feel on these nights so alone








Life will be better in spring

No matter how much rubbish you pile up about me , I'm still me .
Friday, September 9, 2011 || 12:19 PM

Calling me a Bitch and other names doesn't change me at all. So what if you call me names? It only reflect on your character and show how pathetic you are, only know how to use names to act like a big. No matter how much rubbish you pile up about me, I'm still me. Hate me if you want, hates needs no permission so hate me all you want. I'm fine with it. C'mon , reflect on what you done. As time goes by, you continue doing this, nobody will like you.
Maybe i regretted being with you, I should have know you better but glad that i moved on. Things always have negative and positive sides right? Thanks to you, I met great new friends around me (:

"He broke up with you, right? After telling you he loved you and calling you names like baby and cutie? Yeah, I know he lavished you in compliments, only to put himself down so you would stroke his fakely low ego. Did he tell you that you were beautiful? Or maybe he'd always mention how he was lying in bed and wished you were there. He dragged "I love you" out of you, didn't he? Yeah, don't deny it. He would talk to you last thing at night and first thing in the morning. He constantly mentioned losing sleep over you, every night, but we both know he slept like a rock. He made you love pictures that were just sort of "blah" before. Did you delete those pictures after he broke your heart? Yeah, me too. All of your friends hate him now, don't they? Remember how happy they were for you? They warned you. Just remember, it's okay to cry. And referring to him as "asshole" is perfectly expected. Because, trust me, you'll end up talking about him just as often, if not more, than before the break up. There will be the "one time"s and the "I remember"s, and once you think you're over him, watch out. You better keep your eyes closed in the hallways, because I promise you, the next time you see him, he'll be all over some other girl. A little part of you will want to warn her, but nobody will blame you for hating her and for blaming her for your pain. Yeah, you'll compare all guys to him, because aside from the man-whorish, heart-breaker thing, he was perfect. He was everything you had ever wanted. Or maybe you made that up. Maybe, the second he started to show interest, you made up this perfect guy in your head, and he just happened to be just like him. Listen, you will find the perfect guy for you just like everybody says you will, and it will be soon. Okay, so I didn't believe it either, but I'm starting to.The most important thing though is don't let him know he hurt you. Don't let him know he could have you back in a heartbeat. Don't give him that satisfaction. Make him think you're completely happy. When he decides to wave at you like nothing ever happened, wave back, sure. But don't smile. Make him think he meant as little to you, as you obviously meant to him."