another story another impress. another love another people another wish another atmosphere another greatness another lie another tears COME IN THIS 2013 sooo many happiness come to this stupid-happy day. banyak banget doa yang diucapkan orang diluar sana. mulai dari yang kenal sampe yang gak kenal.mulai dari yang sweet sampe yang jahat. mulai dari yang membahagiakan sampai yang mengharukan datang pada 15 januari yang hujaaaannn sepanjang hari. mulai dari pagi pagi yang hujan disertai petir. disertai banjir disertai macet berkepanjangan. voice note kak ura. mention. message. BBM. wall facebook. DM twitter. lambang google yang bahkan mengucapkan selamat ulang tahun. telfon dari Meutiah. sms wardah yang super sweet. sampai kedatang 3 orang monyet (Hanie, Isal, Raka) yang ribut dan heboh luar biasa. bikin ngakak. pelukan hanie yang bikin sesek dada karena luar biasa menghangatkan. note dari hanie. pm dari mbak Oshin. mention kak Sasa yang panjang. semua hal ya...
Do you remember how hopeless love is? for the sake of our hearts, we sometimes lie. we sometimes ignore the fact that we cannot handle this anymore and wanting to quit. We sometimes don't feel enough because we set a very abstract standard about how we want to be loved. We punish the person, for being responsible for our own expectations that might come from history, family, and traumas. We have been trained our minds to love hard, to survive the battle, to fight, to be heartbroken but not to remember that everyone has their own battle too. It's our way of loving as there is their own way of loving. I read it somewhere that not even a single person owes you an explanation about how wrong you're doing them and how they finally give you time to let them go. you deserve to be happy as they deserve it too. they have been trying so hard to love you, and they failed. as you have tried to make yourself believe, and you failed.
--> Do you ever think how amazing a child could be? They are little creature, yet They are so smart. We’re praying to have them, We wish they exist in our lives, we take advantage of the joy they brought in this life, they give us the experience of no one will ever tell us. Then when they grew up, we make them feel guilty for ever being born, for ever being chosen when it’s actually 100% our control. We make them repay us. We make them as in we save them in this world. When in fact, they are not. They saved us. Not the other way around. *This is the disclaimer. I’m not literally a parent who gave birth. So, this is an empathic and sympathy feeling I got from meeting, loving, watching my niece and nephews grow. I do want to have a child on my own. Oh no, it’s children. I want to have it lots. Because I think they bring joy. Don’t they? But this is what I see: People believe, children don’t lie. Why do you think they don’t lie? Because...
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