◍Daisy Matte◍

One thing about Wattpad world is I don't understand that why are my people like my cringey fics from two years ago!? 
          It's so embarrassing TT. I didn't had any writing experience back then. And now that I do, and have many written in my other acc. The book in this acc is getting into many library books like readers have some weird taste or somethin— 

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          Level 16: Life is only going to get harder in this level. Can you pass this one Daisy?

yello

I just realized you changed you un :sobs:

Did you ever get hurt while listening to a song just because of a ff? 
          Yes...please the FF just gave a new meaning to the song...ahhh...
          Anyways the song is "Paper Hearts" by Tori Kelly
          Fanfiction: Under the sky in room 553 (Beomjun FF)
          (Actually the FF is already really famous.
          Trigger warning: Really really emotional although i just cried a bit)
          Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27625526 via @ao3org 

OMG blessed-cursed took off~ HJJHJJHB...IT WAS SO FREAKING AWESOME!

Have you ever felt so scared of reality that....you know nightmares you see feel more good to you now? Feels like reality is the real nightmare- and not the nightmares you see at night..

Merry Christmas (◍•ᴗ•◍)

Harutooooooo.......i am crying for his character in the treasure web drama- Seriously they act so good..... anyways Yo class teacher I mean sir or whatever, You can't just do that- LIKE YOU CAN'T OHK? That push was harsh too- Anyways his acting was so good, i almost started hating him but then realised he was right from his perspective......and doyoung whyyyyyyy..........

The third nightmare was I lost my brother five year ago in a bomb last. There was this screen that 5 year has passed like i am in a movie. Anyways I was going to get groceries with my friends, and saw a child jumping up and down. That child was oddly familiar and I was watching at him like a creep for a while and then realised it was none other than my brother who was now 6 years old. I walked up to them to explain the situation, and turns out the dad was my my P.E. sir? I was so weirded out ohk... Anyways he said maybe it's possible since they found him somwhere. They walked away. I was feeling restless and crying- anyways I walked without any aim out the grocery store to see p.e sir alone.....where was my 6 year old brother then? I looked everywhere to see but couldn't find him. I walked a bit and was almost going to cry but then he bumped into me. I didn't waste any time and hugged him. Then suddenly the mother came, you know the foster mom and was looking at me like i had kidnapped her child. And I tried to explain myself and said your so-called husband leaved the child and so I tried to find him in a good way of course. Then she came towards a car, and I explained the bomb blast. Anyways I had gotten an information that the bomb blast will happen again next year. What was i? An agent...i wonder. An agent who couldn't even stay cool when her brother arrived in front of her- I guess it explains how much I loved him? Anyways my brother was already asleep in my arms and I was quite relectant to let him go. My eyes were already teary i guess. I kissed him on the cheek for the last time and they car went away. Anyways I realised a bit later that I didn't even take their number if I could call them or something? I think the bomb blast because of us so i told the mother to take care of child. And yes i remember them being muslim because I greeted them with salam walekum and she greeted back.So maybe we both were muslim in the story-