yang berombak pun akhirnya akan surut juga.
terlalu penat melihat dan menerima.
akhirnya rebah menadah.
biarkan apa jua melintas tanpa perasaan.
melihat seperti ada, tapi tak bernyawa.
shh. pergilah.
Wednesday, October 26
Sunday, October 16
#148
Bila difikirkan satu persatu
ahh memang boleh gila.
hadap perangai manusia. layankan perangai manusia yg bermacam bentuk.
susah kalau kita nak ubah cara mereka yg semula jadinya memang begitu.
sigh. hanya mampu tersenyum.
ahh memang boleh gila.
hadap perangai manusia. layankan perangai manusia yg bermacam bentuk.
susah kalau kita nak ubah cara mereka yg semula jadinya memang begitu.
sigh. hanya mampu tersenyum.
Tuesday, October 11
#147
hoping the clock moves faster everyday for the sake of seeing you on the screen.
waking up early every morning just to see you there on the other side.
sigh.
when will the last one fall?
yes, we need magic.
#poff.
waking up early every morning just to see you there on the other side.
sigh.
when will the last one fall?
yes, we need magic.
#poff.
Tuesday, October 4
Saturday, October 1
#145
1 october 2011
it's spring here.
and i hope I'm as happy as those flowers.
and i hope I'm as strong as the wind.
and i hope I'm as brilliant as the sunshine.
and those are my wishes, for you dear October.
it's been awhile since the last story.
hey, happiness always stops at the end of month, and so do mine.
it's spring here.
and i hope I'm as happy as those flowers.
and i hope I'm as strong as the wind.
and i hope I'm as brilliant as the sunshine.
and those are my wishes, for you dear October.
it's been awhile since the last story.
hey, happiness always stops at the end of month, and so do mine.
Friday, September 9
#143
I love staring the streets at night, while everyone is already deeply floating in their own dreams.
the silence, the gloomy shops.
there is something..
there is some kind of calmness that I can't explain through words alone.
the streets light, the beam.
they look like.. as if they are whispering to the streets.
and the feelings,
you are the only one who is alive and living in that place at that moment.
priceless.
the silence, the gloomy shops.
there is something..
there is some kind of calmness that I can't explain through words alone.
the streets light, the beam.
they look like.. as if they are whispering to the streets.
and the feelings,
you are the only one who is alive and living in that place at that moment.
priceless.
#142
"No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories."
— Haruki Murakami
#true
— Haruki Murakami
#true
Tuesday, September 6
Sunday, September 4
#140
i'm chasing strangers.
like chasing shadows. unknown shadows.
i don't know why.
feels like capturing flying insects and putting them in a jar.
like chasing shadows. unknown shadows.
i don't know why.
feels like capturing flying insects and putting them in a jar.
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