my trust is so fucked up, i feel like i’m getting played or lied to all the time.

giving my best and still feel useless.

being honest is good, but being too honest can actually hurt

Masih dengan doa yang sama cuma kalini lebih pasrah.

16th dec is coming..

it feels like, i'm not good enough. always.

the less i know, the better

365 days, how time flies

working

never invalidate feelings you never experienced

not gonna force anything or anyone anymore

imagine how many people dislike you because they didn’t hear your side of the story.

goal for this year: survive, again.

Tetap tenang meskipun jiwa kecundang.

does it bother me? yes. will i ever tell you? no.

being called “my love” is so fucking cute it melts my heart

financial freedom.

there’s a part of me that isn’t the same anymore

that no one knows you are hurting!

Adulting itu bosen di rumah tapi males ke mana-mana