Hellooo, I'm Sheryl, 17 this year :)
♥ Family, Friends, You, good books, good company, Youtubing, Laughing, Dreaming, Hoping, Living.
I'm a sucker for weepies, the beautiful, the romantic and happy endings. I'm a voracious reader, I read every genre that I come across.
I live to eat. I enjoy my fill of simple hawker fare as much as much as classy restaurant spread. I adore pasta, especially the creamy ones. I have a weak spot for anything chocolate, creamy or sinful. I love cooking in my spare time, especially to try out new recipes for my friends and family. I have a secret ambition to open a neighborhood bistro when I grow up, the customers would be my neighbours and they'd all know my name.
Sometimes it’s difficult to determine what you can or can not tell someone, even if that person’s a close friend of yours. You never know if you’ll get judged upon sharing your opinions or experiences. Yet, there are times when you realise that he or she feels exactly the same way as you, that’s when words starts pouring out and secrets spills.
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“What I really fear is time. That’s the devil: whipping us on when we’d rather loll, so the present sprints by, impossible to grasp, and all is suddenly past, a past that won’t hold still, that slides into these inauthentic tales. My past- it doesn’t feel real in the slightest. The person who…
