Beauty IS Simplicity

Ibu making Kek Kukus right now.

And my house smells like sweet candy.

I LIKE!! :D

It’ll be like electricity
It’ll be that moment
It’ll be an instant

It’ll be a phenomenon

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Trying to make things right may not always be the right thing to do.
And striving for what we deem is important may actually mean nothing at all.

 

I like reading the Newpaper.

It contains sadistic and dramatic versions of life stories which always make me feel better about myself.

 

Dissappointment seems so cliche nowadays.

Mr.D happens because hope exists.

There are people who says one thing but does the other.

Sometimes I feel that Juliet is so stupid to allow herself love someone whom she knew she can’t be with forever. The fact that both Romeo and Juliet had hoped made the story such a tragedy. Imagine if neither of them believed nor even cared if they were to be together or not.

Both would have lived without any pain. Without any destitute. Without any death.

I’d love to hate.
But it gets so tiring sometimes that I’ve found myself not caring at all.

 

Because I believe what I see behind those eyes.
Because I have faith in what is hidden.
Because I had felt it once and know it is true.

 

Things Happens

 

There are a thousand and one things that I could do wrong. Things that I could have done behind the backs of people. Things that I can rebel against and move away from.

I could be completely free from everyone and live my life how I’d want to, the way I want it to be and choose the things that I think is right for me even when it really isnt.

I could. With every breathe that I take, I could really do what I want.

But the only thing is whether I could live with it.

Thinking is good.

But wondering isnt.