am all over the place.. dunno where to start dunno how to face everything.. at almost all the same time.

when a possible way out seems abrupt and makes u think extremely.

how come do I always have to pay the price?

thinking bout you, thinking bout me, thinking bout us, what we're gonna be..

when war.. is trying to get a spot among 77.000 fans of a certain group band or musician. Were I not a peasant.. I may also join.. such war. The blessings of being broke and poor.

Things Broke People Do 😳would never happen in Indonesia.. cause there is no such thing as returning goods even with the tags

first vacation in 4 years, though short.. but am making the best out of it.

time flies when you have a good time.

wants to genuinely smile again.. not just on the face but wholeheartedly.. so badly

After many months.. I return.. (not that anyone would miss me)