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we all long to be something. you, to me, and i, to you, long to become a gaze that won’t be forgotten. - 💌bit.ly/ceritakanlah
Joined November 2017
- jet2holiday truly ruined menothing beats having someone be constantly excited to talk to you
- rather than touching grass, i recommend going to a concert and experiencing the live performance of that one song you hold religiously close to your heart.
- i deleted this before but i wanna tweet it again in case someone out there needs to hear this: i hope you remember that change is not the only thing worth celebrating. your steady heartbeat, your consistent walk, your unwavering hope. the constant things shall get celebrated too.
- i always love to hear a story where two lovers realized that they had been in the same place at the same time before they officially met. like oh, the world has been wanting you two to meet all this time. it's just as eager as you are, but it must wait for the right moment.
- if you think that love revolves around romantic relationship, maybe you should look around a little bit. there are friends to adore, sunset to be fond of, moon to look forward to, animals to take care of. if you think love is cringe, maybe it’s exactly what you need.
- the rage you suddenly feel on a random night after not feeling anything for awhile. "i didn't deserve to be treated like that" repeatedly playing in your mind, urging you to hate many things. yet you still have some love to give, even after it happened, even when you are angry.
- in another universe, i do not have anger following me around like a shadow. i forgive the world for being unfair. i am at peace with myself.
- maybe not everyone can bloom as a flower & maybe the world doesn't need everyone to be a flower. maybe the world needs more grass, cactus, or more eucalyptus. maybe i am meant to be a pine tree. maybe blooming beautifully is never a requirement for living. we just need to grow.
- you were so loved this year. through the grandiose acts you can see & the hidden prayers you didn’t get to hear. you were so thoroughly missed, and so deeply treasured this year. and you will be, too, next year. and the next. and the next. i hope you feel every second of it.
- i am an unsent letter.some people are poetry, some people are essays
- tolong pulangkan negara ini pada rakyatnya.
- Anak Perempuan Pertama, yang sering dihardik ketika mengeluh, yang dituntut untuk jadi ini dan itu, yang diminta untuk selalu tersenyum, hingga terkadang lupa kalau hidup bukan soal orang lain melulu. Anak Perempuan Pertama, yang kadang lupa ia juga berhak mencari bahagianya.
- in another life my mother will be a mother, and her daughter will be beautiful and kind, smart and sweet and everything good. and i will be the wind that knocks on her window once in a while, stopping by just to say, "i am glad you have found what you were looking for."





