Assalamualaikum and hello guys. Thanks for visiting my blog. So, me and my friend was like talking about our future. Suddenly, one of my friend asked me a question "Someday Justin will stop singing or maybe died, what will actually happen to you?" So this is my answer:

One day Justin will stop singing. Someday when i'll have children and grandchildren, my grandchildren will read the news and they will say "Granny, Justin Bieber died. Who is he?" Then i'm gonna go to my room and look at my stuff, CDs and tears will begin to flow from my eyes. I'll look at thousands of magazines, his pictures and read his books. I'll remember the day when I first heard One Time. I'll remember my blog and tumblr that I used to run that was dedicated only to him. I'll remember all the great people that I met on the internet only thanks to Justin. I'll remember all the fights I had with haters. I will remember Jazmine, Pattie, Jeremy, Jaxon, Ryan, Scooter. I'll remember the first time I watched Never Say Never and his videos.

I felt so close to him. Pride, passion, love, all his learning. So many memories, so many dreams, so many emotions will come to me while tears are falling down from my eyes. I'll remember when Justin put on his "I LOVE MY BELIEBERS" shirt. I'll remember every sentence, all his mistakes. Then my grandchildren will come to me and they'll ask what happened. I'll smile and tell them: "This boy was the first boy I ever loved. He taught me that dreams do come true if you only keep dreaming and work hard to achieve your dreams. He taught me to help people in need, he taught me that all of us are beautiful. How much it hurts me, i'm still gonna be happy." I will look through window and say "Goodbye Justin. I will always love you and I will never, ever forget you."

Well, thanks for reading. Bye-bye :)


This is for the broken hearted. I know how you feel. Empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever. You don't want to laugh, because you know it's not going to help, but you don't want to cry, because it will just make you feel worse. You feel like your heart is falling apart, but not only that, but you know soon your life is going to feel like it's falling apart too. You don't think it will ever end, and no matter what this person has done to you, it feels impossible to stop loving them. And everyone wonders why if they have hurt you so much, then why do you still love them. 

That's the confusing part, you don't know why, you just do, and the people who hurt you the most, and normally the ones you love the most. And then, after a few weeks, you finally feel a sense of relief, like you're getting happy again, but you know inside that you're just going into denial. And after a few more weeks, you're back to where you were an empty soul and teary eyes. You thought you got over them, but really, you just stopped showing it. And you can't help but to show it again. It leaves deep scars on your heart that are there forever. And no one understands how you feel, and how deep you are hurt, no matter who they are, because it hasn't happened to them And even if it has, every broken heart is different. 

They don't know the true pain you feel and carry each and everyday now, so you learn that basically you are alone with all this. And the feeling starts to overwhelm you, and suddenly you just break down, right there, because you know you've had enough, the tears just instantly start flowing, and you're to the point where you don't care who see's. Because you've spent so many nights lying awake in bed, and so many days being haunted by the scars and fear of rejection. And in the midst of all these tears, you know that its not helping any, and it's not going to bring them back, if you ever even had them in the first place. 

After about a million tears have been cried, you finally pull yourself back together and keep going. Your throat starts to clench and your eyes burn with the tears you are trying to hold back. Everyone says, "It will be okay…” But you know it won't. And that’s the truth, it won’t. And you look back on all of the hurt you had from this, and you realize that people are horrible. You're still hurt, but you've learned to hide it so that everyone thinks you are okay. So now every time you see this person, you know you still love them, and you feel a slight tingle in your heart yearning for them to love you, screaming out, but for some reason they don't hear it. And then you sit back and wonder how one person could have caused all of this.

Why do we fall for someone, who really isn't for us? Should we blame ourselves for falling the wrong one? Or should we blame the one we fell for, because they made us believe that they are the right one for us? NO. Don't blame anyone. There's no wise word to stop the bleeding. But always remember what doesn't kill you make you stronger. Sincerely, me. That's all for today. Assalamualaikum and bye-bye stalker. Thanks reading.