Why did I make this blog

I might add something later (or not) but for now, I'm just going to put it here safely.

I would make a good corpse. Pale face, sunken eyes; the origin of vampire myth And I ask myself what if when I lick my lips in search of love You just think in search of lust, or thirst Can’t you tell that the only thing I am thirsty for is solace I am the girl with sunken eyes Who has seen too much, but can never die And I keep hearing the phrase ‘handle it’. Don’t you know that the word ‘handle’ twists knots in my stomach Instead of opening doors, it shuts them. Tight. Lock it. Don’t let the thunder erupts from behind the door Can’t let anybody see that there is a storm Handle it. Why does this phrase make me twitch? How many handles could the door possibly come with? Each new incident jiggles it a bit The world can’t seem to quit, so Maybe I’ll give it a peek Make them think that behind this door is Narnia It’s  magic . Little do they know, War is coming. Behind this handle Lie frozen tears that tore away the earth hur...

don't click here just look at the nice picture up there It's almost four in the morning so please don't judge my shaky voice or the stuttered line I nervously recited within the last seconds. kthxbye.

This is how I fell in love with the guy with greenish brown orbs you would hardly recognize. Because most of time they were hidden behind the bigger lens he loves the most For he carries it anywhere he goes He said, "I'd like to not missing the moments" As I did not anticipate that I would become one of those moments he captured This is how I fell in love with the guy with an awkward sweet smile you would easily fall for. Instead, I found my self frowning on how toothy it was Which reminds me of someone's smile Someone I didn't quite know Until he pointed out his long finger and remarked, "Look! it's yours, right?" This is how I fell in love with the guy with that trembling voice I would never forget. Black woods, night dew, flickering fireflies upon us alone in the dark but, As he said those three little words I'm sure the technicolor sparks erupt within "Your hands are cold," I heard myself replied, dumbly...

“Is marriage a must?” I turn my head up to Hailee who is sitting on her bed. I am on the floor; coloring a turtle on my brand new coloring book, while, next to me, Brooke is searching for the right song on her phone to be played. “Hmm, I know what this is all about.” I hear Brooke answers. “Really? What is it?” Since I have the lowest GPA in the room, it is all that I can say. “I mean can I just spend my life with learning?” Hailee shoots. I couldn’t be more agree on that so I turn to Brooke. “We all will through the same phase of loathing the idea of marriage. I used to think about that too in my high school era.” she replies. “So do you think I am in the phase?” Hailee asks. “A good friend once said, marriage makes your religion perfect,” “Well, if this is what God wants, then okay” I nod my head along with Hailee. “It’s just, I can’t stand the idea of devoting my life to someone.” Hailee shoots again. I heavily nod my head again I feel like it is going to dislodg...

“Hoi, lagi apa?” kamu menepuk bahuku seraya beringsut duduk di karpet tepat di sebelahku. Seperti biasa, cengiran kekanak-kanakanmu mengundang orang di sekitarmu ikut tersenyum juga. Aku heran bagaimana bisa kamu menciptakan jenis cengiran seperti itu.  Matamu beralih pada layar netbook yang sedaritadi kutekuni. “Tumben nggak nonton anime?” “ Kuroko udah tamat sih. Kamu sendiri tumben main ke rumah? Satria ada kemah noh di sekolahnya, teman main ps kamu lagi nggak di rumah.” “Emang kalo aku ke rumah kamu kepentingannya cuma main ps? Lagian kan aku lagi kepingin ketemu kakaknya Sat, bukan dianya” kamu mencoba tersenyum genit tapi malah meledak menjadi tawa. Aku mencibir. “Kalo mau gombalin orang tuh training tahan ketawa duluu, oneng.” “Yeee kayak kamu bakal kepengaruh aja kalo digombalin yang beneran. Kamu kan cewek berhati es batu” lagi-lagi kamu tetawa terpingkal-pingkal, aku mendengus sambil kembali menekuni layar netbook ku. Kamu memiringka...

Sorry I feel like I do really really HAVE to share this one somewhere within my cyber property.