little ramblings.

i am not so sure of whether to love myself or hate myself. i love myself in many ways, but i hate it in many more ways that a girl could imagine. but what i am trying to state here is that, my doodly dilemma that is currently balooning myself and mountains of sugarry choices of pleasure to complete my little life to choose from. i am glad. i am as happy as a 3 years old presented with a box of colourful ice creams. but sometimes i am empty. i deprive for more and i do not want to be suffocated in the bubble air of comfortness. i am exposed to the world by love and respect created and achieved before. i am a lucky little princess who is spoilt of choices *Alhamdulillah

p.s. i am living in my own little world of love & dreams. at least that is what i feel. thanks Ya Allah :)