&& i found it. that paradise.

to leave or not to leave.
should i or should i not?
tell me.
please...
somebody...
i need a shoulder to lean on,
a place where my tears flows freely...
if tears were a stairway and memories were a lane,
i would have walked right to the top,
to the place where i cannot,
go higher.
it is not for me to choose in whatever you do,
but it is for me to decide,
to leave you...
it aint what you think.
not that i am selfish.
not that i am fickle.
you broke my heart,
you deserved that.
just remember that,
i am myself,
though i am a bitch in your eyes.

♥ Hello.
This is my blog. my personal space, no designs no nothing. just my blog.
All my other stuff are at WithLove, it's my portfolio.
There's no rules. Let me be me. I don't have to explain whatever that i do or say in here.
It's not exactly the greatest blog ever which has happy endings all the time, it's just a little online diary where i gather certain bits and pieces of my life
Click alt-F4 if you are unhappy. I don't need you here, dampening my mood.

I'm Pamela, 14 years old, living in the sunny beautiful island of Singapore. I'm Asian, tanned and a volleyballer. I love shopping, slacking and reading. I prefer to think myself to be an optimist. I'm a bit of a blur queen, late queen and drama queen. And i appreciate the finer things in life. My birthday is on the 23rd May 1992. You really better remember it.