May 2012
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“It was the ‘Marvin Gaye’ weed, you know that weed’s that so...”
– marijuanalogues
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April 2012
1 post
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March 2012
2 posts
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Sampai Jumpa
Menjadi serpih sebelum kembali dapat rekat menguat. Berkeping semua unsur terkait rasa. Terpenuhilah sebuah janji, terbuktilah sebuah ucap. Terlontar keinginan tubuh untuk luluh lantak lalu lemas terbaring menyerah. Berteriak, mengeluarkan semua tanya yang tertelan tanpa akan pernah terjawab. Lirih berbisik, mengisakkan pedih kehilangan yang terlalu besar untuk dapat dikeluarkan. Hanya bisa...
February 2012
4 posts
I did what I got to do because I need to take care of myself, preventing it from crashing over and over again. I need to save my own and I am sure you are the one who will understand. And most of all because I have to be able to stand, not in your way but mine.
“terima kasih februari, bertahan sampai di sini.”
“good ice cream heals every wound”
hasil bm hari ini. ahyak.
*song courtesy of...
January 2012
12 posts
isn’t it funny, I whispered inside.
That moment when you said my smile lighten up your heart is the same day I put on another stamp on a white envelope, citing inside how happy I am every time I see you smile.
Weird? no.
Coincidence? absolutely not.
Serendipity? overrated.
but it’s for sure the first time since ever I know for sure we feel the same.
it’s comforting.
“Is this where you leave me? I know this is what supposed to happen; I think I...”
– I guess we both know that we will have to see this point where you leave and I go. but I got this extremely strong feeling that we are going to see each other again, for some unknown reason. on some unknown condition.
“nothing, hurts more. nothing, I embrace more. nothing, compares to you.”
I don’t seem to understand the concept of love. People says love bring out the best of human and I agree; except the fact every one I love left.
“for every scars have its own story; both physically and mentally.”
– a new one is added. both physically and mentally.
“If you are the one who’s going to decide when we are going to part, then...”
– it’s only fair my dear. it’s only fair.
Benar adanya wanita itu harus ditinggalkan akan tetapi belum saatnya, bukan sekarang, kasihan, lelaki itu berucap melalui tulis entah pada siapa. bunga tidur, berhentilah memberi risau. cukup.
“let me understand.
help me understand.”
“I’ve never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see...”
– Piscine Molitor Patel, Life of Pi, Yann Martel (via nubivagantmusings)
Addiction
ad.dic.tion - noun
: the quality or state of being addicted <addiction to reading>
: compulsive need for and use of a habit-forming substance characterized by tolerance and by well-defined physiological symptoms upon withdrawal; broadly : persistent compulsive use of a substance known by the user to be harmful
[taken from Merriam-Webster dictionary]
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I know my addiction.
Do you...
Was it all a waste?
She was the main idea of a strong construction behind anything good in his life. He make sure no one knows about his private life; he didn’t pretend nor lie but he simply did not tell the truth as it is. He realized at some point, once the truth is out - he could never be able to hide from it. Again, he did not pretend. He just did not spill out what it really is. He had already felt less...
“One more hour to get closer to you. I hope you are there as I can’t...”
December 2011
3 posts
mereka
gelagatmemori:
Mereka saling bertengkar karena satu hal yang sama, memberi rasa.
Mereka saling bersenyum lebar karena satu hal yang sama, memberi rasa.
Saling sama memberi rasa diruang yang berbeda.
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November 2011
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“Sedikit egois, saya meminta pada-Nya, tolong berikan kami waktu lebih lama untuk...”
– 4 oktober 2010, ketika kita meluangkan waktu untuk menghabiskan sebuah senja bersama.
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“the moment your fingertips touched my skin is the moment of perfection.”
– and this is not just because I am head over heels in love with you.
“I honestly find the statement of how true friends are always there for you is...”
– mf
October 2011
2 posts
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“Then again, maybe some things are worth gambling for”
– sex and the city - the Big journey
“Thank you for making it way easier for me not to trust you.”
– it was the highlight of my day, not.
September 2011
2 posts
You have no idea how much I’d like to share with the world how happy I am to have you by my side. Not having you, there’s a difference in those two conditions. I don’t want to have you, I don’t need to own you, I don’t want to keep you for myself (although the idea of this last one is sometimes so tempting I could not resist).
Others will be jealous to know how...
“I thought I lost you.”
August 2011
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“Love does conquere every other feelings but sometimes our high-pride...”
– Meity Fitriani
July 2011
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for all the dreams and hopes
Except the cash flow and book-keeping that I’ve been working on for couple months now, there’s nothing great about today. Until I got into a deep conversation with my dearest and a close (if not great) friend from Holland.
Do not worry, it wasn’t the thing I would like to share - it would be something that I’ll keep in mind to think about, thoroughly.
It has been too long...
“sudah waktunya berhenti diam di tepi, jalan setapak sudah kosong. di depan gang...”
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Hank: Wait, you guys are stoned! You are so stoned!
Becca: What? Dad, no! You're crazy. (Eating the cereals and sitting on top of the cabinet)
Hank: Come on. Where do you got the stuff?
Becca: From your stash inside the typewriter.
Hank: I KNEW IT! I FVCKING KNEW IT! Give me back the stuff, I'll weigh it you know.
Becca: (Handing the left stash)
Hank: (Roll up a joint and smoke up on the couch)
------- took this conversation from one of the best serial tv show.
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to be the face of "it"
Once on my previous blog, I wrote about how beauty could be a mother fvcker pain in the ass. Not only that, there are several personal experiences mentioned too. And yes, to answer shortly, it’s painful; physically and emotionally.
I was raised not to act feminine, although I must admit my mother held the most successful job in teaching about manner. The opposite is my father who treated me...
aduh rindu menari di dapur, melagukan suara.
ingin memasak, berbisik pelan sebuah resep utama dari moyang.
untuk kamu.
May 2011
1 post
“will you miss me when you’re gone?”
April 2011
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