my mind: “you can’t have everything,” they say they have never met you. nonsense! remind me, i’m full of forgets of my graces of my kindness of my capabilities of my smiles my worth. remind me, i’m a slug (fix that!) expects simplicity instant, one BOOM! and I’ll be ok wrong! “cheerful are they who have hope,” said He. patience, darling. have hope. find your … Continue reading a plea
I’ve always wondered: How do you look like, What kind of person you are, How did he treat you, How was the relationship? I’ve always wanted to meet you. When you left, he was devastated, I did not know what to do. I did not know what to feel. He still thinks of you: At least in his memories, his young self’s. It does not … Continue reading To the girl my love once loved
It’s 12:05 AM here in Melbourne — probably its 2 hours earlier in the place where you are right now but I guess it’s fine. Thank you. Thank you for these past 8 months; our ups and downs, our laughters and our tears. The places we went together, days and nights we spent in each others’ arms, […]
The last few months had been tiring. People are tiring; this is the fourth or fifth time I typed it. I. Am. Tired. It’s not that they are completely irritating — well sometimes, maybe — but I think it’s more about me. I’m the type of person who is outgoing and all that, yet if I keep on dealing with the same people again and again and again and again, … Continue reading about… me.
And so I changed into a nicer outfit, grabbed my car eyes, checked on the room where I caught my mom sleeping and my youngest sister sitting nicely on the bed. I kissed her on the way out, and went straight into my car without even locking any keys. The Chainsmokers’ new single featuring Coldplay, Something Just Like This, is playing on repeat: I have … Continue reading :(: Melbourne
‘But I never liked him, either,’ I defended my self and my current relationship. Those monthly fluctuations of my hormones somehow betray me for at least some days each month. On different nights I would be (or feel) attacked by intrusive thoughts, or thoughts I once (or twice) had in the past. Last night, it was the thought of this guy I was close twice … Continue reading autobiograph: The Answer
First and foremost, I want to lodge an apology. Forgive me, Sir, for I unfortunately have not participate on today’s governor election. Forgive me for my negligence. Forgive me for I did not follow the inkling I’ve got since morning; that I would not be able to vote from the place nearby my residence. Forgive me for believing and following my Mum too much I … Continue reading A Letter to Mr. Ahok