I am going to miss blasting my “noisy” music out loud because the housemate is coming back and i have to be a considerate person. :( Sometimes morality sucks.

i really admire professional photographers. they can capture a moment in time so well, that they’re practically capturing a memory and freezing it in time so that you can look back and see it again.

The only grandpa i have left has passed away and i’m miles away. I couldn’t say goodbye the first time to my other grandpa and now i’m in the situation where i can’t say goodbye again. Life and death, it’s such a fine line in between. One day you’re alive and stressing about tiny little details and next you’re gone. It comes when it wants to, it happens when it’s supposed to. How do you come to terms with life and death?
May you rest in peace, kung kung. ♥

i’m terrified i’m not going to grow into the person i am supposed to become, because somewhere along the line, i forgot who i am. my first instinct is to run away, but this time i’ll try not to because i want to do the unexpected, do the opposite of what you expect me to, i’ll do the exact opposite of what you hope i’d do.

it’s weird being back here in manchester this time round. i feel like a fresher feeling strange and awkward with the currency, with the crowds and the environment feels overwhelming. i can’t exactly pinpoint the cause of the strangeness but i assume it is partly due to my new home in an entirely new location.

tonight is my last night being back home in brunei. i just wanna spend it laying on my wonderful bed in my wonderful room, surrounded by everything that is familiar and loved. i’m going to miss brunei. :(

Some September favorites, originally uploaded by ♥ Moa Maria.

sometimes it’s easy to forget that there’s more to life than just this. whatever we have, whatever we’re going through… the world doesn’t stop. i find that i have to constantly remind myself that there is more to life than just this.

i enjoy reading postsecret because honestly, i’m just too kepo for my own good. ;D