May 2012
31 posts
Dari dulu gw selalu nanya hal yang sama:
‘Kenapa masih sakit?’
Nggak ada yang bisa jawab. Gw nggak bisa. Lo pun nggak bisa.
Toh, rasa sakitnya masih ada. Diem aja di hati, kayak dia ga punya tempat lain aja.
Gimana cara ngilanginnya?
Keasikan libur, sampe ga sadar sekarang tanggal berapa.
Selamat perayaan yang ke 23, kalau ‘kita’ masih ada.
Kalau Allah ngizinin, kejadian 23 bulan lalu pasti bakal keulang lagi. Dan saat itu kita pastiin usahain itu bakal selamanya, ya kan?
Tapi sekarang, nikmati aja dulu semuanya, ya. Karena kita nggak pernah tau masa depan. So, have fun, dan sekali lagi, selamat tanggal tujuh...
Bayangin aja rebutan kamu sama jutaan cewek lain....
Kenapa sih kamu cuma satu?
blogsecret:
I love you. I’d love you if you were broke. I’d love you if you got fat. I’d love you if you went bald. I’d love you if you started to smell bad. I’d love you if you got broke AND fat and bald and smelled bad. I’d love you if you got a sex change. I’d love you if you took a lot of drugs. I’d love you if you became mentally ill. I’d love you if you were an amputee.
blogsecret:
I hate that i can’t hate you. It doesn’t matter what you do. You can ignore me, act like i don’t exist, and even shut me out of your life completely like you already have done before. I understand that it was partly my fault, but i just wish that you’d see it wasn’t all me. Now im stuck all alone, wondering what you’re doing this very minute, and wanting so bad for you to just text...
“I think the words that you stop yourself from saying, are the ones that haunt you the longest”
Yes, because the words that I stop myself from saying is ‘Aku sayang abi’
I don't always listen to Indonesian song, but when...
Lihatlah luka ini yang sakitnya abadi Yang terbalut hangatnya bekas pelukmu Aku tak akan lupa, tak akan pernah bisa Tentang apa yang harus memisahkan kita Saat ku tertatih tanpa kau di sini Kau tetap ku nanti demi keyakinan ini
Jika memang dirimulah tulang rusukku Kau akan kembali pada tubuh ini Ku akan tua dan mati dalam pelukmu Untukmu seluruh nafas ini
Kita telah lewati rasa yang telah mati...
There’s a part, a very small part of my heart that is waiting for you; so that you can find your way back and easily suit in. That part I protect, so that no one can come in. That part I hate, like an apple with a bug in it, eat it from within, destroy it heartlessly, but still, cannot be separated. That part, I won’t give to anyone else. That part I want to throw away.
This shit...
“Ara itu kayak langit. Luasss banget. Tapi dia nggak tau seberapa luas dirinya.”
– Bang Jem. :’)
“I choose to write because it’s perfect for me. It’s an escape, a place I can go...”
– Alysha Speer (via creatingaquietmind)
"if love is you, then who are you?"
"if Allah wants us to be, then it will be"
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Just an excuse to myself, so that I can’t need you more.
MISS YOU ALREADY WOY
Masa harus ngepost begini setiap hari sih? Hahah tapi nggakpapa, thankyou for the feeling x)
well, it is true that when you fall in love, every...
“I can fake a smile when I feel horrible. I can pretend to be happy. I can do a...”
– @dearjohnfilm
“I love him but I can’t show it, want him but he can’t know it, need...”
– @dearjohnfilm
You know what I constantly say to myself after I got home? I sit on my bed and realize, “I miss you already”
and fck that, I should be afraid. I shouldn’t let myself cross the line. I shouldn’t give you a chance. But I just can’t stand it. How can I resist you, my dearest-new-addiction?
"Ya Allah, jauhkanlah aku dari mereka yang membawa...
karena yang ‘asik’ belum tentu yang ‘baik’
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April 2012
16 posts
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I think what's good about me is I'm not trying to...
just saying:)
The only reason I want to leave is so you will...
bohong kalo bilang ga kangen :)
but what’s in the past stays in the past x)
Kalo tatapan gw bisa membunuh, lo lo semua udah...
huh. hah. huh. hah. udah lama ga post marah-marah. awas aja kalo tumblr dibatasin juga. die aje keseret badai katrina
March 2012
53 posts
I miss the old days, where we were too young to...