Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Goals today

Sometimes I wonder why people be like,
when seeing some celebrities sexy body
"Body goals!!!"
when seeing a cute romantic couple "Relationship goals!!!!"
when seeing a muscular handsome man "Boyfriend goals!!!!!!!"
when seeing a muscular handsome man holding his girl's hand "Life goals!!!!!!!!!!"
Like everything the others do is DA GOALS.

So, why people? why?? *geez*

The wonder makes me think, so that's why God forbids idolizing.
It will keep you away from the true meaning of life it self.
That is to be grateful.
The most majestic way to happiness, inside and out.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Sentiment or what you called Romance

I saw a "used to be" couple,
they were argued about something personal in social media.
They threw all of the trashes they kept all this time, inside out.
Spread the bad smell everywhere.
No one was win in that match.
No one was happy. Even me as the outsider.

That's so sad.

Soulmate is really a mystery.
People come and go. Some stay some never.
Today we love each other so much.
And tomorrow we hate each other so much.

You know what?
If you are not mean to be with me.
I hope we will never argue to death like that.
If there will come the time that we have something to argue about.
I hope it will only between us.

"And no body needs to know" - that's what Summer Sunshine said.

For me, to be out of your life is better than to be in your life but being your enemy.
And somehow, I know that you will do the same. Don't you?

It's a fiction

Her story
You got very drunk. She was there drunk with you in front of you. You f*cked her that night. When you woke up in the morning, when the ethanol was not there anymore. You found her whining for your love. You are not ready for it. After years suffering from heart broken, you still not ready. But you took her for granted that night. And now she wants you.

Your story
Your eyes were wondering, your mind was somewhere not there. Not on the pool where you spent your day with her, You feel blue, like you always choose to do. You called it masochist, but this time it's not hurt that you feel, worse than that, it's emptiness. 

My story
I was stunned, "What the heck are you doing??"



The End