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The Embodiment of 'Me'
Sometimes I wonder,
How is it possible for me to hate myself,
When I am the embodiment of mama and papa.
The people that I love most.
It was a hard climb for us to finally be back here.
While writing this, there’s a strong fear of losing them.
This feeling tickles my heart.
Speaking of it, I am so thankful, and amazed at the same time, for my heart.
The fact that it has been destroyed couple of times,
Yet it still comeback even stronger.
The fact that it has been stabbed thousand times,
Yet it still never give up on love.
Sometimes I think so highly of my heart,
But more of papa mama, at times like this.
How amazing they are as a person,
That they manage to give life, and created a heart like mine?
Ma, pa,
I love you so much.
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At some points, I think..
You are so good, the embodyment of a man I have always dreamt to have.
You had me at hello and in that moment I’ve already wondered how amazing life would be with you in it.
Though our path doesn’t seem to align at this very moment,
I somehow, no idea why, still have those little belief in the deepest part of my heart,
that we’re meant to be together, some day, in the future.
Well well, whatever it is…
I do believe The Universe has the best in store for me.
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One fine day at Bingin beach
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And suddenly it flashed through my mind, "what if this one fails too?"
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Long story short, I fall in love with life again.
This time, I will not let anyone take this love away from me.
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I want to be part of the words that are beautifully written in your book of life.
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One thing I love about photography is:
You can never capture an object twice.
Be it a still object, be it a human, be it a moment.
They are not the same every second and every minute.
There is always an encounter, there is always another thing that adds something to that object.
They are not the same as they were a minute ago. There’s always something new, and the only way to capture that moment, is only through photography.
The only way to freeze a second, is only by storing them in a picture.
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A heart that knows how to love no matter how broken it has been, is a heart that deserves all the good things in the world.
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“I want to inspire people. I want people to look at me and say “because of you I didn’t give up.”
— Unknown
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“I’ll treat you” she said.
Yet I fall asleep with my untouched wound tonight, starving.
She lies.
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I had a bike accident on my way to work this morning.
Mom said she’s going to be home as soon as I got home.
But I’ve been waiting for 2.5 hours now..
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“The cost of not following your heart is spending the rest of your life wishing you had.”
— Unknown
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I love how pretty the sunset is
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