From the tweets, within the heart.

"Kita, gabakal pernah saling mengerti."
"Accusing others when you don't even realize what you are, is truly disgusting."
"Because telling somebody something hopeful and let them hope for something from it, is too scary."
"Kadang, berbicara itu useless. Kadang, minta seseorang untuk mengerti itu impossible. Karena mereka ga merasakan, karena, perasaan sulit untuk diutarakan. Sehingga, mengerti itu 'hardly possible' for those, who are stupid enough to think that people'd understand once they reveal what they feel."
"Our minds don't have any interception. So, why am I still hoping for us to understand each other?"
" i'd love to go, sometimes to disappear. To someplace, where everything'd feel so peaceful. I want some tranquilizing moment."

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Inside

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Kesel
Ancur
Im just way too disturbed. Too angry. It feels as though my heart feels like it ks empty, yet there's some kind of weight in it. And it's burdening me. The anger, is burdening me. It is empty, yet burdened with anger. Maybe im just the type who's sensitive over small things and it probably hurt me. But, those small things are ones that's important, dont you think?
Nah, im not like what you think i am. Im just an ordinary person, nothing special. Yet, im stil waiting for something outrageous to happen to me.
Sometimes, id love to freeze time. Yet, humans cant do that, can they?
Sometimes, it feels like my conscience hurts so much, that i want to grab it and destroy it with my bare hands, so then, it wont feel anything. Huuu but conscience really is sensitive and soft. huhh. Well, sounds crazy? Gak. No. Im not, key-_- when i told my friend whether they had ever felt this way or not, most of them said they had. No, its not like killing or hurting yourself or something like that. It is just an "it feels like your heart feels so tight because of words that have just stabbed you felt so hurtful. You want to get rid of it. But no, i usually get rid of it by doing things i like. Like earing,hohoho, or watching tv, read some books, playing with my pet, chatting with my friend, something like that.

Moments that i find precious. And those, i despise.

1. When it's raining, the humidity somehow captivated me.
2. I love the sound of rain, dripping from the sky into the earth. It's somehow calming and captivating.
3. I love the sound of my watch ticking. The sound of the "tick-tocks" are simply...well i just like that.
4. I love seeing the light went throughout the darkness. Like when the light shines through the curtain of my window. It's so pretty
5. I love breezes.
6. I love ices
7. I love cold
8. Etc

IHATE

A lot of things.
Ihate people who are disgusting, think of themselves as if they are the mighty one, always right, never at fault.
Ihate annoying people. Who love to meddle into others' business, yet just to insult them and making them feel worse. I hate that the most.
I hate those, who think something happens just because it is to be, as if there's nothing that caused it.
I hate a lot of things. A lot of thing. A lot of things. A lot.
I hate too much, yet love so little. Well, guess i gotta change that,huh.