Friday, July 22, 2011

a feeling that turns into some sort of responsibility

Throw your soul through every open door,
Count your blessings to find what you look for.
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold,
You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you've sown.
-ADELE

current mode. FUCKING BITTER

baby,
nasi sudah jadi bubur
pisang sudah pun berbuah tiga kali
your biggest nightmare will ALWAYS come true
no matter how optimistic you tried to be

TRY ME. IT'S FUCKING TRUE.
OPTIMISTIC IS JUST A WASTE OF TIME, ENERGY AND FEELING.
*PISSED* THANKS.

some men tried so hard to act cool. dengar nama kau saja aku mau termuntah sudah. damn kan

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