A simple human who does not believe in second chance... I wrote whatever the fvck I want, just to let y'all know that I don't and I won't give a damn.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text
"The difference of who you are and who you want to be is what you do"
4 notes
路
View notes
Text
The reason why I still hold the things who gives me difficulty is because I believe that they would change.
But they didn't馃檪
0 notes
Text
Geez, when I'm still in the house, I wanted to be independent.
And now that I'm im this state. Why do I become coward that wanted to return back home?
No. Please self. Ifvyou want to be strong independent woman. Then you must suffer now.
0 notes
Text
You know what hurts the most? When they finally give you what you wanted but, you have to start a new life.
0 notes
Text
Teach me how to swim
From this ocean of pain,
Tell me how to block the waves
Against me.
I..
I must survive
0 notes
Text
My last will
-TINE
Before the dawn came,
The darkest of nights surround me,
Asking you why it's not me?
I can be as shine like stars, but why not me?
Before dawn flaunt all over,
I was here standing,
Watching me being bite by own insecurities.,
Asking again, why it has to be that girl and not me?
Then thoughts flops in me,
I haven't realize things like this,
Why would you choose a normal star,
Over the beautiful moon on the night sky?
I smiled,
I won't cry.
Because as I watched the night,
I seldom see the moon he talks about.
I build hope,
I ask my self if I can hope again..
On the mirror where truth can be seen,
Suddenly, eyes filled by different emotions sprout like rain.
I ain't the girl,
I must stay like star
Because I can still give you
My deepest love even from a far.
0 notes
Text
I hate how people throw just like that the things you put your heart, mind and soul in.
0 notes
Text
10 years from now
I'm gonna look back here at this moment
And smile.
Great!
2 notes
路
View notes
Text
Someone asked, if it's the end of the world tomorrow? What you wanna do in a short period of time left?
I don't know.
Maybe I'll write poem about life.
How cruel the world--no the people who lives in this planet.
Maybe I'll write my feelings for the last time.
Or maybe not.
Should I just keep it again like how I used to do? Should I remain quite in the corner and just watched and listen for those crimes, humility, injustice and war?
Yes.
Definitely.
Because I'm human. I can be cruel sometimes---most of the times.
0 notes
Text
I need somebody who can love me at my worst.
This song made me feel so warm like, hey you captivated my heart.
Yes, I'm not perfect but I deserved someone who can love me the way I wanted to be loved.
1 note
路
View note
Text
Somebody should stop comparin' one soul's to another.
Different flower's bloom in a different season.
They becomes beautiful but time would come, their leaf slowly, falling, dried and gone.
life is compose of love. Not hatred and envious
0 notes
Text
I'm not sad, I won't write...
Feelings matter. Inspiration comes from sadness. I need to swim, but I've already reach the sand.
I won't write.
Not unless, I woke up.
1 note
路
View note
Text
Those people who are not contented in you always tends to compare you in someone else,
That they didn't even know that, that someone has nothing to compare to you.
But they always did,
Just to hurt you
Make you overthink where, when and how have you've been not enough.
Makes you suffer from a deep anxiety and just so they know...
It's okay to compare with somebody else, even when you are dying and struggling alone.
And they'll only stop when you, you're gone.
1 note
路
View note
Text
So bored, so tired.
Don't know what's goin'
But hey?
How are you?
I just feel like asking you, I hope, whatever you're going through' think of positive way and seek nothing but God's presence. I love you. And Jesus love's us!
Keep going.
0 notes
Text
It will always be hard to explain your feelings to that someone,
When he, feels the same towards someone else too.
And you'd gotta be quiet
Like really? Why not me?
1 note
路
View note
Text
My sweet pen,
I don't know what is sadness and madness, in this world full of cruel word and shittiness, being with you is my happiness.
You are my reality and fantasy,
You make me a word and I make my you my world,
My sweet pen, please don't leave me hanging,
My pages is for you to take;
Write anything about your love for me.
Cause I'm your paper.
3 notes
路
View notes
Text
This photo has so many meaning, and I want to share my thoughts about this.
See the word, "I got your back"
But focus on the backboned.
Where it is?
The one who tell you, he got your back, pulled off your bones.
Truth is, he would be the one who will hurt you that bad behind your back.
So be carefull who you trust for,
Some people you thought who cannot hurt you, will be the one's who kills you without you knowing.
It's not just a mere meme, it's also a message.
You have been warned.

4 notes
路
View notes