This site belongs to a photographer/fashion designer-to-be(cheyy like real) named Dwi Herisa Azman.I am just another plain girl who likes to blabber about guys. Tell me which girls doesnt?
I live around the west side of Lion City and study in one of the Future School in Singapore.
Laughing is already 50% of me.I Blog about my daily life.You can add me up in MSN(Dwiesha_young_myheart@Hotmail.com)or even Facebook and follow me up on Twitter.
I am Friendly, I Love Pink. I would laugh everytime I make cookies with a black base. I watch Korean movies, Dramas & Series.Now I wish to have a Korean Boyfriend. Follow me On Tumblr Too
My Youth just won't leave me alone 9/12/11 7:24 PM
As long as it's possible, I fly My youth just won't leave me alone (I know) I know who I am The word 'failure' has been deleted from my vocabulary long ago Flow, rhyme, and soul are the wings that make me fly My heart still flutters with life, and I'm still hungry for more The beat of blunt of rhythms still excites me My body stretches out for more, this is where I'm meant to be It's okay if there's a gap between the ground because I'm always above clouds Laugh and sneer all you want now Because that sneering is going to turn into tears a few years from now At 19 years old, I moved my philosophy onto paper And preached it nationwide like I'm a missionary of religion (I'm still fly) I walk the sky I've kept quiet all these years, but not for long (Watch your back) You better all move away because nothing's impossible for me now My flight only departs, it never lands
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Early on, I put up a wall against my studies And jumped into this amidst the opposition of others It's an ensemble of beats, nurture, and lyrics My joy was in my music, so I wrote and wrote persistently I do get tired, but I never stop My storage for creativity is never empty There was not one person that supported me I had to lash out at myself, I had to become my own enemy I never once let myself fall prey to corruption, rebellion, and delinquency My heart was in this from the start, always deliberating over the best of rhymes I'm not going to wander around the streets of Hongdae to sell my music My target is the hip hop fans of Korea, the public, and Asia Eat shit, I don't care whether you bring me down or talk behind my back I'm not going to waste my time refuting against your pathetic attempts I can't leave anything unfinished, which is why I'm here today It can't get any rougher, I reach a new potential every day (I keep doing my own thing) I'm going to start anew now So that the blood and sweat I poured over the years aren't distorted