Nobody likes people telling them what to do.
Ego manusia.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Padah bertangguh kerja. Sekarang kamu tanggunglah sendiri. Procrastination doesn't get you anywhere. Buat tak tidur lena malam2 ada la.
Just face the reality miyyah. As scary as it may seem, you still have to face it somehow. Takde org yang boleh bantu kau selain diri sendiri.
Dah kau yang salah, mengaku salah jelah. Mereka nak bising pun, bising sekejap je. Lama2 mereka akan diam dan lupakan.
Kau boleh lari, tapi lari setempat pusing2 sangat penat.
Hari ini kau harus berhenti berlari. Stop. Berhenti. Penat.
Just face the reality miyyah. As scary as it may seem, you still have to face it somehow. Takde org yang boleh bantu kau selain diri sendiri.
Dah kau yang salah, mengaku salah jelah. Mereka nak bising pun, bising sekejap je. Lama2 mereka akan diam dan lupakan.
Kau boleh lari, tapi lari setempat pusing2 sangat penat.
Hari ini kau harus berhenti berlari. Stop. Berhenti. Penat.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Thursday, February 02, 2012
Kalau kamu tak pernah kehilangan orang yang kamu sayang, kamu takkan tau apa yang aku rasa. Rasa cemburu yang meruap tiap kali melihat mereka makan dengan ayah bonda mereka. Rasa dengki yang tak sudah melihat mereka ketawa over some small matters. Rasa marah yang sesak dada melihat mereka meninggi suara. Do you know how much I wanted to be in your shoes?
You have no idea how missing someone could be so painful. You have no idea how suffocating it is to yearn for someone. You have no idea how much I wanted her to come back, and how much I wish I could listen to her voice again.
I wish I would listen to every single word that she said. I wish I could record every one of her laughter. And I'd rather listen to her pinpointing every single fault that I made, than not being able to hear her at all.
And when loneliness creeps in
I miss her. So, so much.
You have no idea how missing someone could be so painful. You have no idea how suffocating it is to yearn for someone. You have no idea how much I wanted her to come back, and how much I wish I could listen to her voice again.
I wish I would listen to every single word that she said. I wish I could record every one of her laughter. And I'd rather listen to her pinpointing every single fault that I made, than not being able to hear her at all.
And when loneliness creeps in
I miss her. So, so much.
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