Saturday, 5 April 2014

Money Matters

I wish I was born rich.
So I can built my own fortune out of it.
And not worrying about anything.
And having good times.
And have a healthy body, mind eventually.
And never have this disturbing things in my head that makes me losing grip of my own life.
I am now poor. And I wish I am not.
Because I believe that money definitely buy happiness.
Because it will get rid most of your problems, and fears.
With less problems and fears, you'll be happier.
With more money and happiness, you gain what you want and live life to its fullest.

This is still an enigma to me. I still don't get the answer for it, so God please.


Thursday, 3 April 2014

Athazagoraphobia

Lately, I lose inspiration to get my works done.
I don't feel good about myself. 
I can't get all these shits done. 
No matter how hard I try.

I am here but I don't know where my mind is.
I hate everything around me. People and the atmosphere.

My mind don't feel really well.
Unconsciously thinking of you, on an island, with someone i don't know. That's silently disturbing me from the inside.

Officially, I lose all my talents. And I want you back. In silence.


Saturday, 29 March 2014

don't mind this




I swear this song is one of the songs that touch my heart to its core.



Friday, 21 March 2014

Good Material







I might need to buy Alex Clare's album at the store.
I need this fucking drugs.









Thursday, 20 March 2014

Drama

I don't feel........important.
Am I being too sensitive, or you are actually think I'm not that important to you.
The way I feel how matter you are to me, to my life.

Maybe I'm just one of the many.
The many that you have.
The many options.

Thus, being one of the options, make me unimportant.
Is that the case?


Wednesday, 19 March 2014

Negative Made-Up Conversation Episode 2. (The Bad Hope)

I look at you. You do the same. Our eyes meet.

Me: I actually am missing you. Do you feel the same?

You: Nope. I mean, I'm not sure.

Me: If I suddenly disappear, is that going to be different to you. Or it's like nothing happened?

You: Nothing, I guess.

Me: Well, just wanna let you know........that........it will be another way around, if it is happened to me.

-end-