Rabu, 12 Disember 2012


It's the scariest thing ever to realize how much someone means to u. When it hits you, I mean really hits u , all these thoughts and question rush through ur head at once. A sad emotion even starts to creep on u slowly inch by inch as you start to wonder.
What if for some reason don't work out? How are u possible going to live without them?
Someone that was once a stranger now is the only person u know like the back of ur hand. Someone u once had no emotions for, now has the power to break ur heart. Someone u once never used to hang out with, now owns most of ur time. Someone u never thought you'd love, now owns ur entire heart. 
Someone u once lived without, u now wish to hold onto FOREVER.


Selasa, 22 Mei 2012

Damn you.

I guess some things will never change. You’re still the same asshole you were months ago.
You can’t stop talking about the same damn thing, and how it has affected you, twisting and turning your story around like a bitch.
Get over it, stop name dropping. Stop mentioning my name. Stop the slander.
I have stopped talking about this nonsense. And you keep continuing.
So, who’s the immature one now? Why is it affecting you so much if you didn’t do anything ‘wrong’?
You know what you did, you know what I said was true. And you know GOD knows it too.
So its okay, you can go on and live your fake life on Earth. With your crappy friends.
You’ll be sorry when the end is near. No use in repenting.
Karma will get you hard in the afterlife. And I can’t wait to see the look on your face when you finally rot in hell, and when people know the real you.
God bless you, honey.
PS: Don’t you have better things to worry about in life? Like finding the smallest, cheapest, fakest diamond ring for the big day? How to support your family and yourself in a couple of months? Use your brain and think!

Khamis, 5 Januari 2012


❝He came up and kissed me on my forehead, and before he stepped away, I closed my eyes and tried hard to memorize this moment. I wanted to remember him exactly as he was right then, how his arms looked brown against his white shirt, the way his hair was cut a little too short in the front. Even the bruise, there because of me.
Then he was gone.
Just for that moment, the thought that I might never see him again…it felt worse than death. I wanted to run after him. Tell him anything, everything. Just don’t go. Please just never go. Please just always be near me,so I can at least see you.
Because it felt final. I always believed that we would find our way back to each other every time. That no matter what, we would be connected—by our history, by this house. But this time, this last time, it felt final. Like I would never see him again, or that when I did, it would be different, there would be a mountain between us.
I knew it in my bones. That this time was it. I had finally made my choice, and so had he. He let me go. I was relieved, which I expected. What I didn’t expect was to feel so much grief.❞

Isnin, 5 Disember 2011


❝I have always, essentially, been waiting. Waiting to become something else, waiting to be that person I always thought I was on the verge of becoming, waiting for that life I thought I would have. In my head, I was always one step away. In high school, I was biding my time until I could become the college version of myself, the one my mind could see so clearly. In college, the post-college “adult” person was always looming in front of me, smarter, stronger, more organized. Then the married person, then the person I’d become when we have kids. For twenty years, literally, I have waited to become the thin version of myself, because that’s when life will really begin. And through all that waiting, here I am. My life is passing, day by day, and I am waiting for it to start. I am waiting for that time, that person, that event when my life will finally begin.❞


❝Sometimes in life, you find a special friend. Someone who changes your life just by being a part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can’t stop. Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it. This is forever friendship. When you’re down and the world seems dark and empty, your forever friend lifts you up in spirit and makes that dark and empty world suddenly seem bright and full. Your forever friend gets you through the hard times, the sad times and the confused times. If you turn and walk away, your forever friend follows. If you lose your way, your forever friend guides you and cheers you on. Your forever friend holds your hand and tells you that everything is going to be okay. And if you find such a friend, you feel happy and complete because you need not worry. You have a forever friend, and forever has no end.❞

Ahad, 28 November 2010

kool rite..

Isnin, 27 September 2010