Being Liked?

Well, first things first. I am not backbiting this-person by writing this cheesy post. Note it. I just want to express what I am feeling right now, AND, frankly, I really want to post something on this blog but I had no idea what I should write about. Since this Gefühl is the only one thing that matters right now, I'd made up my mind to write this!

Euhm.. turned out being liked isn't that pleasing. Because as a Muslimah, being-liked means I've failed making myself unnoticeable. Being-liked means YOU! ARE! APPEALING!

Although it's just a person who thinks that way, appealing is appealing. And I really don't know which part of myself that's so interesting   ew. I believe this-person just sees me with a wrong point of view. So I am begging you, next time, if you want to like another person, you have to make sure that this-another-person is just like what you think or not. I don't want you to regret liking this-another-person, because regret is the most annoying feeling, dude, trust me.

I am saying this because I. AM. TOTALLY. NOT. LIKE. WHAT. YOU. THINK. I. AM.

All the good things that you see within me, those are not that good. I am not that kind. I am not that nice. But, yeah, I thank you because you are such a gentleman. Thank you for knowing and understanding that I don't like to be approached by guys. Thank you for keeping a distance from me, in reality and in social media.

I really thank you for that.

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