Disukai orang yang belum move on itu, sakit.
Disukai orang yang punya masa lalu begitu indah, itu menantang untuk memperjuangkan hari ke depannya.
Kalau kemarin orang orang bilang itu pelarian, mungkin baru sekarang ia mengibarkan bendera putihnya dan berani bilang, "Iya, bener kayaknya cuma dibuat pelarian."
Jadi, apa benar adanya jika pepatah bilang jikalau ada orang pertama dan kedua kita harus memilih orang kedua, karena jika kita memilih orang pertama tidak akan mungkin ada kehadiran orang kedua yang membuat kita jatuh hati juga?
Pembuktian. Ia butuh pembuktian, bentuk pernyataan yang jujur dan tulus, yang keluar dari pergerakan bibir anda sendiri.
Bukan hanya sandiwara pecundang yang menganggap semua ini baik baik saja tanpa masalah, hubungan yang lama dan akan selalu terlalui baik baik saja, seperti akhir cerita dongeng sebelum tidur.
Bukan jua hanya janji semu, bukan jua milyaran kata kata manis yang terlalu usang untuk diucapkan.
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Monday, April 8, 2013
April.
After a few months in 2013, i've discovered that months with an even number are seems heavy. Seeing from my last february which is full of melodrama, now we arrived in April.
But i'd never thought that April would be this heavy and difficult, eventhough its still a week.
It was really, such a nightmares that i dont want to see everyday. Everything which is a sources of my felicity turns a dark and creepy nightmares, somehow. I like, i do really like to do what i want to do. But school and all of fucking activities inside 'em seems like having a big trouble with me recently.
I might sounds sooo childish and badly not be thankful. Friends, seniors, relationship, subjects, home, and all of every part of them drive me crazy. i'm just an ordinary yet a poor little girl, who has no power to be strong easily, who crying easily when thinking about all of her problems, who can't handled this overwhelming sensitivity by herself, who has a bitch feelings may be. i feeling like my brain already filled up with this fucking unimportant shits, and if my brain could be crack maybe it already now, with exploding all of this sucks things.
i dont even understand what am i doing and typing right now. i'm just craving for my felicity back.
Fuck u, April. can i skip you, please?
But i'd never thought that April would be this heavy and difficult, eventhough its still a week.
It was really, such a nightmares that i dont want to see everyday. Everything which is a sources of my felicity turns a dark and creepy nightmares, somehow. I like, i do really like to do what i want to do. But school and all of fucking activities inside 'em seems like having a big trouble with me recently.
I might sounds sooo childish and badly not be thankful. Friends, seniors, relationship, subjects, home, and all of every part of them drive me crazy. i'm just an ordinary yet a poor little girl, who has no power to be strong easily, who crying easily when thinking about all of her problems, who can't handled this overwhelming sensitivity by herself, who has a bitch feelings may be. i feeling like my brain already filled up with this fucking unimportant shits, and if my brain could be crack maybe it already now, with exploding all of this sucks things.
i dont even understand what am i doing and typing right now. i'm just craving for my felicity back.
Fuck u, April. can i skip you, please?
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