1998 — ∞ - random-thoughts

with everything fake plastics

we're trying to fit in to some fucked up society

eyes that saying please fall in love with me

give my tar black lung your carbon dioxide

fill every gap in between my bones

-F, August 4th 2017

Who likes who first?
We often argue about it
Early in our days together
When leaves were green and the sun still up there
When days pass so fast, I couldn't wait for tomorrow
When we never run out of talks
You liked me first!
No, you!
Funny that it didn't really matter
The fact that we hate each other now
I know exactly who hates who first.

F, 25 Oct 2019

when I'm about to write something like poem, essay, prose-i always stuck, there are words flowing in my head that ready to be written in a page but it just wont came as good as it's sounds in my head, it usually won't come like i thought it would be.

when i read my works, i always am impressed by it. like.. how in the hell did i wrote those? some of them are beautiful, some of them are not good enough but they are my works it came out of my head but i don't remember writing or thinking those stuff.

when i read others works, i always feel small. i feel like my works is not worth a read. i feel like I'm just simply bad at writing but wanted so much credit than i deserved.

(unedited; 24 July 2017)

If anyone’s ever wondering, I’ll tell you a fact: not all of the contents in this blog are based on my personal story. My life isn’t so interesting to write about actually. So, don’t over-analyze it

roses are red, humans are blue

I just found this relatable quote somewhere online:

“Don’t trust your memory. When you listen to something valuable, write it down. When you come across something important, write it down.” — Jim Rohn

Now I know, why I wanted to write.

Yeah, trust issue.

Only if I were stronger, braver, smarter

I might be able to inhale the scent of the woods

Climbing up and up and up

Until we couldn’t climb anymore

Until we fell into each other’s arms side by side

Admiring the sun sets, the sun rises

From: Notes

July 18^th, 2016. 8:20 PM.

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