♥ not.yor.average.barbie ♥

It's 7.17am and I am still wide awake.

Well, that is what you get for "napping" the whole day

and be an owl at night.

Not forgetting an Ice Venti Vanilla Latte + a huge mug of Nescafe

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Oooh, there's a plan for a visit to Pizza Hut too later in the evening.

With whom?

We'll see.

All apparels are from Cotton On

Headband: Forever 21

Heels: Tres Tresors

* oh how I miss shopping with Andrea *

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muh-nehhhhh muh-nehhh muh-nehhhh!!

$$$ comee to mommyyy quick!!

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The world is grey, mine at least.

Clouds move above me,

while I walk on scorched tars,

beneath the blue painted sky.

When I was a kid,

I was the princess in distress,

Awaiting prince charming or knight in shining armour,

To rescue me from the dragon's pit.

When I was in school,

Some of the people I met,

They were just too good to be true.

When I grew older,

There was heartbreak and loss, cheaters and liars,

And friends who changed,

"Why?" my mind wonders

Now, I stand completely still, surrounded by grey walls.

I realised,

Sign posts the obstacles we must overhaul that comes with a cost,

What was seemingly the win could simply be disguised, camouflaging what was lost.

Sometimes I laugh when I am sad, I cry when I am happy.

Secret doors open to reveal shades of discarded grey that represents untold secrets in the room.

I stopped. stared. and thought.

of all the what ifs.

Sometimes in the room,

I find myself standing firmly on both two feets.

At times, I find myself loosing my footing.

and sometimes, one of the many doors tell me this:

It is all in the past.

Words can't hurt and memories fade.

I am sorry for the mistakes

but

You're the one that is wrong.

And this are the doors that colour my grey, grey world like a rainbow.

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♥ not.yor.average.barbie ♥