It is so hard to letting go your life supports.
But I have to learn to breathe with my own lung.
I'll crawled and wounded. But, I know you'd want to see me alive.
Maybe I'd never be healed but I hope that we'll get through it somehow.
A love is you.
And I thank God, that it is you.
Thanks B.
Thanks for every single little things.
4.7 is 15% of my life. =)
Senin, 31 Oktober 2011
Selasa, 18 Oktober 2011
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Bergidik dengan semua kepalsuan ini.
God, wake up me up another day.
Perfect scenes for today :
- cuaca cerah, di pantai, kejar-kejaran, gulat, mengamati binatang-binatang kecil di air semata kaki, membuat pola-pola sok tahu, berkhayal meliat bentuk bentuk awan, good books.
random discussion. Berbisik-bisik membagi cerita, bernyanyi meneriakan lagu cinta atau sekedar berurai air mata teringat semua yang seharusnya terlupa.
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