"Come with me, my love, to the sea of love"

Miss Koshka
Aisyah, 21, thinks that life is too short.
I don't believe in love, cause it makes people blind and crazy. I believe in Allah, & all the great things He has done. Want to know who's the perfect role model for a hijabi? Not me.
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p/p/s I'm a cat at night.

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Cupcakes.
Saturday, September 26, 2009 || 2:11 AM




"It's a natural response. Do you think I don't find other men attractive any more? Of course I do - I just don't do anything about it because I'm happy with you.

Perfect sense, of course, but refreshing words for me to hear from the mouth of my lover. Indeed, why shouldn't we look at beauty and admire it? If anything, loving her made me see more beauty everywhere and everything I looked at made me feel like making love to her"

It's kind of complicated right now, to plan things that seems pretty impossible. A family girl I am, to be away, and the shitloads of commitments, am I ready for all this? Is this what I really want? Ah, scary thoughts because I don't want to be doubting every single decisions that I've made, and going to make. I'll decide later, don't want to spoil my young young night.

I know you are clueless.

Oh, and it's mentally draining, to keep on touching someone's past. Despite being scolded in a not-so-nice way for doing so, I just can't seem to let go, and the feeling sucks so bad. Blaming myself, yet also blaming that someone. And so frustrating, the similarities! Like, come on, what about an oval, or square, or even a heart? "Islam is the way of life" Makes some sense when you said that, but then again, the mere fact that we're all similar, it makes me sad.

I know you are clueless again, readers.
But just know that I'm a happy child, a very very happy child I am.
Grateful for the friendships and love relationship. Always hoping for a happy ending, with no drama in between.

Think happy thoughts.
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HAHAHA I JUST MISS HAVING LONG HAIR AND A FRINGE. AND HAVING NO PROBLEMS WITH PIMPLES AND ACNE.
But lips, now nicer, not so dark. Weird shit, I don't smoke, dude.


















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