And every day, the world will drag you by the hand, yelling “This is important! And this is important! And this is important! You need to worry about this! And this! And this!”
And each day, it’s up to you, to yank your hand back, put it on your heart and say “No. This is what’s important.”
Kenangan memang bukan jatahnya hati. Ia tersimpan dalam benak, dan akan selalu ada di sana.
Terima kasih untuk pembicaraan yang telah menghangatkan dan membuatku bergelora ...
Kini aku mampu melepasmu. Menerima semua tanpa perlu mengerti.
You’re wrong.
The question is not
“How many times can your heart be broken?”
The question is
“How many times can it heal?”
Kalau saya punya anak bimbing seperti kamu, saya juga akan bersikap seperti Prof.Fangli. Percaya penuh
I Love You, Bapak …..
“Yang paling tahu materimu kan kamu sendiri. Kamu adalah penguasa medan. Yang penting sampaikan dengan sistematis dan prospektif “
[an encouraging message from my beloved father for defense preparation]
When I’m crazy, you tell me it’s just the chemicals in my brains mixing and unmixing themselves at the wrong time.
When I’m in love, you tell me it’s as real as sunshine and we’re greater than just molecules and air.
So I choose to believe different things, depending on my love. Depending on my chemicals. At the time.
awesome !!!!
Cough is my ENEMY. Absolutely !!!
Since about 4 years ago, cough has becoming my worst enemy. If I get cough, I can’t do anything,just enjoy the cough.
After managed my self for not get cough in 2 years, the enemy come back and all my activities are killed.
Then I failed to do the daily photo challenge which its remain only 4 days left. Damn !!!
You should know that there is something worse than hate and that is unlove.
Because hate is anger over something lost, hate is passion, hate is misguided, it’s caring for the wrong things but it is still caring.
But unlove, unlove is to unkiss, to unremember, to unhold, to undream, to undo everything that ever was and leave smooth stone behind in its wake.
No fire.
No fury.
Just, nothing.
And that is worse than hate.
I do not understand why you would go out of your way to hurt each other, when life can already hurt so much.
It was really nice to run away from the reality in Qingdao, and spent the weekend in Shanghai. Met old friends and her daughter, and we went around Shanghai as we always did when they were in Qingdao.Yeah…they are my strolling companions in Qingdao :)
And I missed to upload the daily photo challenge :-D
