Hi. I am Nadira Pratiwi, 14 years old. Call me Dira. I live in Jakarta, Indonesia. I blow my candles every march 22.
I reblog all the things I like and I can relate to. I blog to express, not to impress. I love getting messages. I’ve been on tumblr since January 2011. I have beautiful followers, I love them all.
Click the follow button if you like. If you don’t like my blog, just click unfollow or just don’t follow me. I’m trying my best to be nice but I fail sometimes
Nobody knows the real me. Nobody knows how many times I’ve sad in my room and cried, how many times I’ve lost hope, how many times I’ve been let down. Nobody knows how many times I’ve had to hold back the tears, how many times I’ve felt like I’m about to snap but don’t just for the sake of others. Nobody knows the thoughts that go through my head whenever I’m sad, how horrible they truly are. Nobody knows me, and that’s what I hate the most.
I'm only me. That is all I can be. No more, no less, dont second guess. I love, I live, I laugh, I cry. Somedays I'm funny. You may not like me, but that's okay because this is me and how I'll stay.
Everything that ever caused a tear to trickle down my cheek, I run away and hide from it. But now, everything is unwinding and finding its way back towards me. And I don't know what to do. I just know that pain I felt so long ago, it's hurting ten time more.I know it seems like I'm this strong person who can get though anything, but inside I'm fragile. I've had so many things thrown at me, and each one has only made a crack.
Sometimes the littlest thing in life changes something forever and there will be times when you wish you can go back to how things used to be but you just can't because things have changed so much.
