a story about:

In my life, there is no such thing as making people stay. you can stay, as you please. you can go, if you need. dont complain about things on me that doesnt fit me. I yell and I dont care. People around just make me sick. no one wants you to be here. why are you staying and complaining? reply, why?

I ever wonder if i could wake up every morning without feeling guilty of leaving people behind my story. I really want to bring lots of people with me. tell them my story and be part of my story.  but instead of getting really happy, Im getting really sad --of bringing them around.  because sometimes you brought them by leaving another one. your capacity wouldn't grow any bigger. you cant make 10 toast if your toaster could only handle 5 of it.

I really want to have a good life. having time to have tea at a park. complete friend around. lying down on a grass. and take pictures of bestfriends. isnt that good?

Is it okay right to lie to people we trust? It feels so good right to lie and leave? I know it’s so great to be with someone we lied to. What will beat the feeling of lying to people we love. I know baby. I know why we lied. We’re just so afraid of letting go We just so in love We just want to protect. I know baby. I know we feel bad. We’re just afraid they will find out. We will get busted on the right time We will be fine afterwards. Nothing can hide something from anything. A lion will sniff on their target. Police will shot in silence. God will forgive while we hopping, right? Its fine Lie as you stand. Lie to the people you love. Lie to the people you trust Lie to the people you really want to keep. They will not going anywhere. They just will know, and be silent.

Long distance kinda sucks, no? 326 miles apart isnt nothing there are lots of things Chatting... Timing... Priorities that missing were all mixed up into troubles and arguing. I skipped the day after you left I dont take pictures other than your lens I dont laugh or even giggle on someone else's joke I dont have days after you left No sun or even the moon No hate other than love. I got no time to hate anybody because sending love to someone away is quite busy.

I am so amazed about how people can bring so many memories Like a time machine, like a ship that never feel the edge We can be so far away separated, but there is always a line that we can finally meet up and feel the pain and laugh again. And we will finally realize that we accepted so much love earlier and we amazed how could we be that amazing. People are so cruel yet entertaining. Like how they can make us laugh about the memory they can serve. They really don’t want us to grow as we are now. *Laughing* We really don’t need to grow up, do we? I wouldn’t be so surprise if actually growing up and adultness is only a conspiracy of people who couldn’t stand any longer from where they are standing. People really come and go, yes. But they never forget, like you do, girl. They can remember everything you cant. They can accept everything you cant. Don’t underestimate people. They are also human. Like...

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I was about to give you my heart. and you were gone like you wait for nothing. I was about to worry for us. and you gave me zero chance to make such an 'us'.

Trust me, you dont need me or us.  you need the feeling before it changed.. you dont miss me, you miss the situation you had before. dont take anything when you dont even have enough hand to hold. it hurts me, fyi... Its not only your feeling but also mine.

Im so excited to be a part of your day, and your week, and your year and your life.

When I was teen I used to read a teen romance novel. And mostly, they published by Gagasmedia. Gagasmedia author like to be looked intelligent and classy, so mostly they talk about art and work. Some novels, which talked about art, always mention about an exhibition, either its paint or a photo exhibition. The author will tell me about the ambiance and some times love happens there. Until tomorrow, I always wondering about how is the feeling to be in friend’s gallery or art work exhibition.             But tomorrow, an old friend invited me to be a part of his opening exhibition, and then I came. I almost cry over there. Because I saw passion, dream, and pride gathered in one place. Like wow, their dream made all of those. It was amazing. Heart-warming, that’s the word. Because when I came, there is someone who’s literally screaming meanwhile he was singing. I don’t like hard music, but when I was there I cant stop looking ar...