ㅤ But Djanithra refuses to think of himself as broken, despite feeling that he’s constantly failed. He is him, nothing more, nothing less. Maybe some people would say he is missing out, but he doesn’t care. ㅤ

ㅤ He has his fair share of love — the kind of love he’s seen and heard from other people, not the kind that he thinks what love is now: the kind that makes him feel entrapped between who he is, who he should be, and who he wants to be. ㅤ

ㅤ He’s ever tasted pure love, unconditional love, back then when he was little. Though short-lived, it was sweet. But what is there to remember when the chapter has been closed and never to be spoken again? ㅤ

ㅤ And yet. And yet Djanithra has never quite been able to separate love and hate. ㅤ

ㅤ Make them watch as he rips them apart personally and with a grudge, knowing that they did this, that their downfall is engineered by their own creation. And yet he ... Djanithra still cares. A lot. Too much. ㅤ

ㅤ The opposite of love isn’t hate. It is indifference. ㅤ

ㅤ 𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒊𝒏. ㅤ

ㅤ Thank you for the easy love during the last one year, @dwjnna. 🤍 ㅤ

And I love you more today, too.

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ㅤ « Alors explique-moi pourquoi mes dieux te ressemblent à toi ? » ㅤ

and she carves her hips into mine, like she's michelangelo and i'm something holy.

Mhm, but above all, do remember that you shall never lose yourself ever again. Even in your worst, you are enough, I love you still. Thank you for entrusting me with parts of yourself you don't find beautiful and allowing me to love you anyway, mon ange.

ㅤ HELP RT? HIZRAKA. dan saya mencari para penghuni Roemah Kantja. Boleh anak SM-A, mahasisw-a/i, atau budak korporat yang baru mentas. Selengkapnya bisa tanya via DM. (IC talk / plot ringan kalau ada semangat. Mini games di akhir pekan kalau ingat.) ㅤ

ㅤ 𝑼𝑳𝒀𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑺. ㅤㅤ⠀ ㅤㅤ⠀ Editan @dwjnna tahun jebot, ternyata berguna juga... ㅤ