An Afternoon Celebration

I dreamt about him (again) last night. As always, it wasn’t a nice dream after all. In my dream, I was sleeping inside a friend’s car, and when I woke up, he was already sitting at the front seat. He didn’t drive, and there was no one else around, but the car was moving. We…

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Wisdom

Minggu siang yang lengas; dan saya tercengang membaca SMS yang kamu kirimkan. Kamu: Apa yang lebih penting? Menjadi orang bijak, tetapi tidak memiliki rasa … atau orang yang memiliki rasa … tetapi rapuh dan lemah? Dan sampai kapan kita harus menaruh logika ini di atas perasaan yang ada? Cinta atau obsesikah yang ada? Saya: Orang…

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The Potion

It was another Sunday afternoon I spent inside my bedroom; snuggled with more than 53 pages of Marianne’s postings in her wonderful blog: Confessions of A Girl Gone Mad. I have printed out her previous postings one night, and fastened those pages with a black huge paper clip. I did it in purpose. Since then,…

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