My Life, My Happiness
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Selasa, 01 April 2014
Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast
Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
'Cause you loved her too much
And you dived too deep
Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
10.58
Senin, 31 Maret 2014
“Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, it’s just not that good. It’s trying to be good, it has potential, but it’s not. And your taste is why your work disappoints you. A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn’t have this special thing that we want it to have. We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know its normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s gonna take awhile. It’s normal to take awhile. You’ve just gotta fight your way through.” - Ira Glass
11.49
one day...
Kamis, 13 Maret 2014
“One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass.” - Maureen Medved, The Tracey Fragments.
10.28
Smile Through It All
Selasa, 11 Maret 2014
Truth is, I miss the family we once had
When we supported each other, something I want back...
07.41
Minggu, 09 Maret 2014
school sucks, but the memories made there last forever.
Richilley's farewell.
Eka's freak pose (?)
I love these guys.
we (actually) (still) hungry.
Eka's freak pose (again)
Yose's birthday.
Cupid's stupid team! We always laugh for no reason (?)
second-place in dance competition. How lucky we are!
me and 2 cabe (?)
and the most memorable people in school life, my 3 idiots!
00.57
Sabtu, 08 Maret 2014
i want that mannn
08.01
BLACK
Your smile is shining gold
But the way you speak, feel so cold
As time goes by, you’re becoming more like me
Sometimes I feel like karma is running after me
The real name of love is definitely hatred
Hope is the parent of disappointment and despair
Why didn’t I know that the shadow that has casted over my face
Was created from the light called, you
It has been a while since the time between you and I have stopped
Misunderstanding is always the cause of pain
Well I don’t even know myself
So my hope for you to know me is a misunderstanding itself
People smile with an effort, hiding the truth
As if they’re happy
While hiding the lie in the word love
As if it will be forever
The color of my gloomy world is black
The beginning and end change, black and white
People are cunning, sometime become delusional
Really why am I like this, why
Those lips are red, just like red lies
As time goes by, the language between the two
The colors that each one has don’t mesh,
The real name of love is definitely hatred
Hope is the parent of disappointment and despair
Why didn’t I know that the shadow that has casted over my face
Was created from the light called, you
Since I’ve met you agony is the only thing left
Everyday is series of hills of hardships and temptation
Now I sing of breaking up, I tell you
This is my last confession
06.57
