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Storyteller.
Once upon a time, a girl was born. She was called Stefira.
She was sent to Earth to fall in love with Leo DiCaprio on 04051992
Some say she's scary but she wants everyone to know that she's just your average teenage girl.
She reads. A lot. Therefore, reading is cool.
She is married to David Archuleta, Leo, Edward, Johnny Depp, Ryan Reynolds and more. Ha!
She dislikes Farah's pet sheep//cat because she thinks that the pet is such a snob.
All information was correct at time of press.
Songbird.
♥ Hey Stephen, Stefira!

I know looks can be deceiving,
but I know I saw a light in you
but i know you SEE a light in ME.


Sticky Notes.


Superstars.
Aimi
Arda
Aisya
Fara Iylia
Farah Amira
Hoo Keen
Iman
Janice
Josephine
Karin
Naa
Syafikah
Syamira
Syawalina
Syia
Xia


Spaceship.
➜ October 2008
➜ November 2008
➜ December 2008
➜ January 2009
➜ February 2009
➜ March 2009
➜ April 2009
➜ May 2009
➜ December 2009

So much gratitude.
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Sunday, April 5, 2009
:(

Things I would like to have, in other words, WANT :

1. Tim to be happy again, like he was, the truly carefree gila bapak happy till he annoys everyone else !
2. My mum to never cry because of me no matter what the reason.
3. To be happy :)
4. To never cry again, it's becoming a horrible habit, I swear.
5. To understand what the heck I'm learning at school, gosh.
6. Time to slow down.
7. For everything to turn out all right, for everyone, please ?

I got lots of beautiful quotes weyh, from a blog called ribbon_kwotes ? All of them are so beautiful that I tear up just reading them, there I go again. No tears please. No more.

[1]

Everything is on its way to somewhere

[2]

She's moving on tonight,
burning all the love letters which she never got to send.
The sad part is,
she fell in love with her best friend.
but all good things have to end.
&& so now she goes on living, watch how well this girl can pretend.

[3]
When I thought about love, I thought about when I was little
&& I automatically knew what I wanted.
Love should come to you just like that.
Like your favourite colour comes to you,
or how a smile comes across your face.
It should just hit you and you should know
that's how it's supposed to be.

[4]
I've never told a lie, and that makes me a liar.
I've never made a bet, but we gamble with desire.
I've never lit a match with intent to start a fire,
but recently the flames are getting out of control.
[5]
We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them.
We say we love trees, yet we cut them down.
And some people still wonder why some are afraid
when they are told they are loved.
[6]
I couldn't help picturing the poor fish with a hook in its mouth. Some people argue that fishes can't feel pain, but of course they can. Studies have proven it. Just because you can't see the agony, doesn't mean it isn't there.
[7]
That night I was freezing. The music was loud and my dress was blue. You said it complimented my eyes, but truthfully, it was you that made me beautiful.
[8]
Don’t bite your lip to hold back your smile.
[9]
One of the worst feelings in the world,
is having to doubt something you thought was unquestionable
.
[10]
In the end, we all end up being the people we swore we would never be.
[11]
I like dead end signs.
They're kind.
At least they have the decency to let you know you're not going anywhere :D
[12]
The two hardest things in life
are saying hello for the first time
&& goodbye for the last
.
[13]
The way to love anything
is to realize that it might be lost.
[14]
He said something that made her laugh,
genuinely laugh.
He smiled and said,
"I knew I could still do that."
[15]
You have to accept that people are going to stay in our hearts
even if they are out of our lives
.
[16]
I can sing to you every word of every love song,
hum the melody to the beat of your heart,
&& trace your every feature with the tip of my finger.
But to know your every thought, that's something I cannot do.
I wonder what you're thinking every second I'm with you.
I want to know what you really mean when you tell me everything's alright.
Let me in; let me hear your thoughts like I hear your voice.
[17]
Look down at your chest,
&& a little to the left;
that's where I'll always be.
[18]
You never fall in love the same way twice.
[19]
Be with who makes you happy,
even if it means you're always running back.
[20]

&& for reasons others won’t ever understand,
she hides her feelings.
She paints on that pretty smile
&& makes it look like she's got the life every person in the world would want.
But inside, the girl is dying.
She is just waiting for someone to notice...

It's all just a disguise

[21]

& even though they didn't end up together forever like she thought they would,
she knew she'd remember that

grab-at-your-heart, blinding, he's-my-world, nothing-else-matters-but-him, feeling forever.
[22]
I think you want to be beautiful in someone's eyes,
you want to be seen.
Like if I shot off fireworks and no one was there to watch them, and I closed my eyes,
they become beautiful in being seen.
&& maybe you're not supposed to be beautiful to be seen;
you just have to be seen as beautiful, by someone, by one person.

[23]
Love doesn't always work. That's how life is.
But there's a reason why everyone wants it so much.
It’s the closest thing we have to magic. Don’t give up yet.

[24]
I just want that thing, you know,
that moment when you kiss someone
&& everything around you becomes hazy,
&& the only thing in focus is you and that person.
&& you realize that that person is the only person
that you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life.
&& for one moment you get this gift,
&& you want to laugh and you want to cry
because you feel so lucky that you found it
&& so scared that it will go away
all at the same time
[25]

I don't know why we all hang onto something
we know we're better off letting go.
It's like we're scared to lose what we don't even really have.
Some of us say we'd rather have that something than nothing at all,
but the truth is
to have it halfway is harder than not having it at all.

[26]

The only way to accept an insult is to ignore it.
If you can't ignore it, top it.
If you can't top it, laugh at it.
If you can't laugh at it, you probably deserved it

[27]

The first thing we did in kindergarten
was get shown a picture of an apple and two oranges,
then pick out which ones didn't belong.
The first thing we were taught
was that being different is wrong

[28]


Boyfriend: Why do you cry and obsess over a TV program and the imaginary sadness of people you've never met?
Girlfriend: For the same reasons you jump up and yell at the TV when a man you don't know scores a touchdown


[29]

I think the only reason everyone holds onto memories so tight,
is because memories are the only things that don’t change…
when everything else does

[30]
This guy showed me a picture of himself.
He was like
"Hey, this is a picture of me when I was younger."
Every picture is a picture of when you were younger.
If a guy came up to me and was like
"Hey, this is a picture of me when I'm older."
I'd be like "No shit?! Where'd you get that camera?"
[31]
We're just afraid, period.
Our fear is free floating. We're afraid this isn't the right relationship or we're afraid it is.
We're afraid they won't like us or we're afraid they will.
We're afraid of failure or we're afraid of success.
We're afraid of dying young and afraid of growing old.
We're more afraid of life than death.
[32]
They were in love. You could tell just by the way they looked at each other, like they had the most wonderful secret in the world between them.
[33]

Huge events take place on this earth every day.

Earthquakes, hurricanes, even glaciers move.
So why couldn't he just look at me?

[34]

So let's say that “theoretically," I really like you,
&& "theoretically," even though it sounds moronically cliché and overused,
you give me butterflies.
&& just for kicks, let's add that (all in theory of course),
you may be one of the most wonderful people I have ever met.
&& hypothetically speaking, my heart beats ten times faster when I see you.
Do you think that you would supposedly
(and in the most theoretical sense) feel the same way?

[35]

I felt sad,
because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways,
they can't be fixed.
&& this is something that nobody ever tells you when you're young.
&& it never fails to surprise you as you grow older.
&& you see people in your life break
one by one

[36]

She likes you a lot,
she just has a funny way of showing it,
but hey, so do you

[37]
I have this fear that one day you'll finally get a good look at me
&& I'm going to disappoint you.
Because you'll see that I am not as strong or as good as you think I am.
&& I'm afraid that will change the way you think about me.

[38]

I’m the supreme grand master, of being dead without dying.

[39]

If you see me walking with someone else
it’s not because I love them,
it’s because you weren’t there to walk with me.
If I fall in love with someone else,
it’s not because I wanted to,
but because you weren't there to catch me

[40]


Isn't it ironic?
We ignore the ones who adore us,
adore the ones who ignore us,
love the ones who hurt us,
&& hurt the ones that love us

[41]

I understand that scissors can beat paper,
&& I get how rock can beat scissors,
but there's no frickin’ way paper can beat rock.
Paper is supposed to magically "wrap around" rock, leaving it immobile?
Why the hell can't paper do this to scissors?
Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people?
Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students
as they attempt to take notes in class?
I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody.
A rock would tear that motha up in about 2 seconds.
When I play rock/paper/scissors, I always choose rock.
Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper
I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say,
"Oh crap, I'm sorry, I thought paper would protect you."

[41]

I don't ever want to take you for granted.
I don't ever want to forget what it was like before you
or how it would be without you.
I don't ever want to forget our first kiss or our last touch,
or let a day go by without telling you how much you mean to me,
how deeply I love you, and how much I need you.
I don't ever want you to doubt the way I feel
or how much happier I am

because of you

[42]

If you want something you've never had,
try doing something you've never done

[43]

I really missed you tonight.
I missed talking to you,
knowing that you get me.
&& every time I talk to someone else…
it just reminds me of how much they don't

[44]

Somewhere deep in your heart
there's someone that you're dying to forget,
but also living to remember

[45]

There comes a point in your life
when you get tired of chasing everyone and trying to fix things.
It’s not giving up,
it’s realizing you dont need certain people

[46]

This aching of mine won't go away,
but sometimes you have to ignore your own pain,
&& help someone else through theirs

[47]

The only thing keeping me here, is not knowing where else to go

[48]

I’m the same person
no matter how many different masks I wear

[49]


If you want to know where your heart is,
look where your mind wanders

[50]

I know you for your quirks.
The way you smile.
The shape of your face.
The way you say my name.
The difference in your laughs.
The difference in your smiles.
The faces you make.
The habits you have.
I know you for the little things.
Surely, that counts for something, right?

[51]

The one thing I'm scared most about right now is that I'll lose the one thing that makes my heart skip a beat every second of the day.
Having him there to hug, to hold and to kiss makes everything seem so perfect.
He's the one who makes me want to wake up in the morning, makes me feel like going to school and to stay awake at night.
I smile and laugh every second I'm with him and it feels like time just stops when he's there with me.
I cherish the time I spend with him now because who knows if something would ever happen to break us apart.
All I really want is him to be with me for me, not for something more.

[52]

This is the first time I feel that I can't screw this up because if I do, I know he'll just leave and I'm not letting this one go because he's real,
the one that understands me out of every guy out there that I've ever met or known.
I'm scared to get hurt again, too many tears lost, too much time wasted.
I hope that he's the boy that's going to be there for me, always.
The one who actually keeps his word and promises

[53]

You think you want to die,
but in reality
you just want to be saved

[54]

We spend our whole lives telling ourselves
that everything happens for a reason.
When in reality, it's just that we give reasons
for everything that happens

[55]

It’s like a thousand paper cuts soaked in vinegar.
That’s the way it feels when I see him touching her.
It’s like falling face first into a bed of broken glass.

[56]

She doesn’t want to feel this way,
only seventeen, but tired

[57]

Love means loving someone even when you don't feel like liking them that day

[58]

It was time to go home, to go home without each other.
I said I love you, he said the same.
I said call me when you miss me,
he smiled and kissed me.
I walked towards my car, and my phone rang

[59]


Missing someone isn't about how long it's been since you've seen them last,
or the amount of time since you've talked.
It’s about that very moment when you're doing something,
&& you wish…
you wish that they were right there with you

[60]

I still wish you would call.
Not to go do anything, just to talk.
I miss hearing your voice every night,
&& I guess I just miss you making me smile

[61]

Don't be so quick to judge me;
you only see what I choose to show

[62]

It's the little things you do that make me want to hold on for that much longer

[63]

All that shows is tear trails along her cheeks
&& an empty gaze set upon her face.
Memories surrounded her; drowned her.
Past regrets flooded her blood shot eyes.
She remembers the way you looked at her.
She remembers the way it felt to be so close

[64]
Just say what you mean and mean what you say.

Don’t expect someone to read your mind, and don't play games with heads or hearts.
Don't tell half truths and expect trust when the full truth comes out. Half truths are no better than lies.

[65]

Don't be cold to someone you care about, indifference hurts more than angry words

[66]

Do you really want to know the truth?
I think about you everyday; not just everyday, but all day everyday.
I can't get you out of my head and it hurts because I know I can't have you.
The reason I can't move on is because I have nothing to move on to;
I gave it all up for you
[67]
I can't unthink about you. I can't unfeel your touch. I can't unhear all the words, or unsay all the things that used to mean so much.
I wish I could unremember everything my hearts been through.
I'm finding out it's impossible to do.
I can't unlove you.

[68]
"Feel this?" she whispered as she took his hand and put it on her chest.
After a second he asked, "Your heart?"
"Yes," she answered. "It's now in you're hands. Keep it safe. It's been broken quite a few times."
"I'll try not to break it," he promised
[69]

Sometimes when I let my mind run free...
it never fails, it goes right to you,
&& a smile takes a hold of me

[70]

You’re amazing, you know that?
You see me breaking, falling apart, so full of hatred, and yet you love me.
You see me crying, weak, and yet remain unphased.
I don't know how you can love me,
but whatever it is; I hope it doesn't go away

[71]
I am the dust collecting on your bottom shelf.
I am the love letter that you read once and forgot about afterward.
I am nothing special,
&& I want nothing more than for you to tell me otherwise

[72]

The best feeling is listening to someone's heartbeat
&& knowing that its beating for nobody, but you

[73]

She says she's fine, but she's going insane.
She says she feels good, but she's in a lot of pain.
She says it's nothing, but really it's a lot.
She says she's okay, but really she's not
[74]
Friend: I feel bad for you.
Her: Why?
Friend: Because you're not mad. You want to be, but you just can't. And when you talk about him, your eyes still sparkle
[75]
He doesn’t realize that he has such an impact upon me.
When I am with him I am happy, almost complete,
&& then when I am alone, I am broken, cold, and the only thing holding me together is the hope of seeing him again

[76]
Love is looking into his eyes and forgetting about the world around you,

it's feeling his kiss hours after he's gone,
it's seeing perfection when he's standing beside you,
&& realizing every moment he's not with you is too long

[77]

Two souls could not be more perfect for each other. He is everything I thought I would never be able to find in another person. He makes me laugh like I have never laughed. My smile has never been so bright. He never stops surprising me. But we are worlds apart. He is my forbidden fruit.

[78]

I wanted to tell him that I’ll never be sorry for loving him. && that, in a way, i still do, that maybe I always will. I’ll never regret a single thing we did together because what we had was special.Maybe if we were 10 years older it would have worked out differently.

[79]

I was dying of course.
But then we all were, every day, in perfect increments.
I was dying of loss.
The only help for my condition is that I refused to let go of what I loved.
I wrote everything down.
At first in choppy fragments; a sentence here, a few words there.
It was the most I could stand at the time.
Later I wrote more.
My grief muffled but not eased by the passage of time.
When I go back over my reading now, I can barely read it.
The Happiness is the worst.
Some days I can't bring myself to remember.
But I will not relinquish a single detail of the past

[80]

It may seem that I haven't been thinking of you
&& that this memory of you I've held in my heart,
I've finally been able to let it go.
I'm just trying to give you some space,
give you some time to realize how much you mean to me
&& hopefully you'll pick up your act and come back.
You and I both know that deep inside this thing we got going on ain't ever going to stop. Because as much as I cry, fight, and stress about you,
I wouldn't do it if I didn't think that you were worth it.
Whoever you decide to let take my place, just remember that it won't be for long
because even though we're not together, please don't doubt that it was real.
I don't know what else to do but to wait, wait for better things, better days, a better time for us so that this time, we're gonna make it.
I don't want a fresh start; I want to learn from our mistakes together.
You know I'd do anything for you; I wanna see how far you'll go for me.
There are a lot of things I want, and you're not one of them.
I need you. I keep trying push away these feelings and hide the underneath anything that will keep me sane for the day.
Me and you, we're just the 8th wonder of the world.
I'm dying inside because I hope what I'm saying isn't too late.
Ask anyone that knows me well; the best part about me was you



Stefira's story was written @ 4:43 PM