feera

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Bgst ku semuahh, pntk

Anjwenggg, valid

Kek, ya Allah... Suami aku nanti pasti tajir bgt ya...

The most beautiful people I've met aren't the ones who never broke. They're the ones who learned how to carry their scars without letting them become their entire identity.

It's funny how life keeps moving, even on the days when you feel completely stuck. Time doesn't wait for certainty, and maybe that's why we grow—not because we were ready, but because life quietly pulled us forward anyway.

I used to think becoming someone meant constantly changing. Now I think it's more about peeling away every version of yourself that was built just to be accepted, until all that's left is someone who finally feels at home in their own skin.

The hardest goodbye isn't always to another person. Sometimes, it's saying goodbye to the life you thought you'd have.

There is something beautiful about choosing yourself without needing anyone else's permission. That's the kind of love that lasts.🍡𖦹

The older I get, the more I understand that peace is expensive. It costs people, habits, places, and versions of yourself that no longer belong in your life.

You don't have to bloom as fast as everyone else. Flowers don't compete. They simply grow when it's their season.

Main celo sama tennis

kejahatan yg begitu dingin

There was a version of me who stayed quiet, accepted the bare minimum, and called it love. I'm grateful she existed, because she taught me exactly what I deserve now.

Maybe healing isn't becoming the person you used to be. Maybe it's becoming someone who no longer abandons themselves just to keep other people around.

I've spent so much time trying to become someone people would choose. Now I'm learning to become someone I'm proud to wake up as every morning. Turns out, that's a much better reason to grow.