Friday, February 26, 2010

roda



hidup itu bukan roda. hidup nggak bisa membawaku ke tempat yang aku mau seperti apa yang telah motorku lakukan untukku.


i'm jealous of everything i see today. the combination of moon and star. the song that i sing terribly. the friendship. the call. the conversation between two lovers in love. everything.

i would say that i was in lowest ground for now if i refused to see that i'd done the document control. i'd done what mr. edy asked me to. i'd done what my mom asked me to. i'd done to make a smile on my sister's face.

i know, it won't be last forever qx
i'm inconsistent
i'm so fragile and broke so easily without that hand..

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