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Happy 6th. ❤

Hey, it's me again, Ace. We meet on another ten, and we've spent a half year together which is not a short period. I did this because it's the only thing I can think of to give you beside words since, I uh, had to make a Tumblr account for my middle school practical exam during senior year, turns out I still remember how to do things and stuff.. I hope you'll like it although it's messy, I know. This was supposed to be only an /opening/ but sure why not let's just make this a letter. First of all, I want to thank you for basically everything you've done to me, you always do the most, you support me, you listen to me, you relate to me no matter how traditional and clumsy I am and I honestly can see myself grow with you along with how fond I've become of you. You've become somewhat a routine to me that if I miss it even only for a day, I'd lose all the reason to go through that day. A routine that I'm not tired of, and I hope you feel the same way. Six months is only a beginning, this is where the real journey starts and I am grateful for every seconds I've spent with you these past months, both the good and the bad ones. I like how we simply love each other, how you always sincere with your words, how tender-hearted you are, how understanding you are, how beautiful your whole being are. I know I lack a lot, we still lack a lot but I'm fine with how things are right now. But, I do still have the thought that I'm not good enough for you, I'm afraid of lots of thing lately and one of the biggest is losing you, that the distance between us will gradually getting bigger, that you'd slip off of my grip but I love you and that what makes me keep going. I want to cry together with you, it still upsets me when you're hurt, let it be me who bear all your pain, it's alright. I seriously would give everything to return your smile, I just love you too much, maybe? You have no idea how happy I got after we met and you came into my life and I had zero thought that you'd be a big part of it. I am glad. Secondly and also the last thing, I would like us to meet again on the next ten. Thank you for being my muse. I love you, James. I really do.

ps: This letter is so messy, words are jumbled up inside my head these days.. and I reblogged the cat post because I think you'll like it.

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I was never a dreamer.

Just a guy with set plans and schedules.

Next two years, I'll graduate from college.

Get a decent job.

Get promoted.

Then, buy a car, buy a house.

Insurance.

But at some point, we met.

And suddenly, I'm filled with dreams.

With no bound of times.

No bound of space.

We'll be in the backyard,

Of the house we built on where our feet step.

Us,

sitting with orange and purple hues adorn.

— You, I, and a piece of dusk (x.v)

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proof that my baby legit get cuter and cuter every single day. 😩❤ (there’s still a lot to show but that will be no ending to this)

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Aku bermukim di dekap, menanti setiap musim dengan dekat, Sirat wajah menawan,  hati serta raga kau tawan. Rela, aku bela kau dengan— segenggam percaya, asa, dan anggan.

x.iv / Aku sayang kamu sesederhana ini

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can i ask when is your birthday again because

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"You are my home and I promise to keep coming home."

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Super-realistic!

By poorly drawn cats

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"Terima kasih telah menjadi afeksi yang selalu kunanti, asa yang selalu kusemogakan, dan muara rindu bernaung."

— x.iii

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the road we’ve took together this far is not always easy, i stepped on the brake and stopped at some point.

but everytime i look at you, at nights full of questions, i started the engine again.

                 x.ii — you keep me going.

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I love it so much when you call me daddy.

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Pagi ngga ada matahari, bukan pagi. Jakarta ngga ada macet, bukan Jakarta. Kopi ngga ada Kapal Api, bukan kopi. Aku ngga kamu, bukan aku.

                                                                                                          —x.i