That should be me - JB

Everybody's laughing in my mind
Rumors spreading 'bout this other guy
Do you do what you did, what you did with me?
Does he love you the way I can?
Did you forget all the plans that you made with me?
'Cause baby, I didn't
That should be me holding your hand
That should be me making you laugh
That should be me, this is so sad
That should be me, that should be me
That should be me feeling your kiss
That should be me buying you gifts
This is so wrong, I can't go on
'Til you believe that that should be me
That should be me
You said you needed a little time for my mistakes
It's funny how you use that time to have me replaced
Did you think that I wouldn't see you out at the movies?
Whatcha doing to me?
You're taken' him where we used to go
Now if you're trying to break my heart
It's working 'cause you know
That, that should be me holding your hand
That should be me making you laugh
That should be me, this is so sad
That should be me, that should be me
That should be me feeling your kiss
That should be me buying you gifts
This is so wrong, I can't go on
'Til you believe that should be me
I need to know should I fight for our love or disown?
It's getting harder to shield this pain in my heart, ooh
That should be me holding your hand
That should be me making you laugh
That should be me, this is so sad
That should be me, that should be me
That should be me feeling your kiss
That should be me buying you gifts
This is so wrong, I can't go on
'Til you believe that that should be me, ooh
Holding your hand, that should be me
The one making you laugh, oh baby
Oh, that should be me, yeah
That should be me, giving you flowers
That should be me, talking for hours
That should be me, that should be me
That should be me
Never should've let you go
I never should've let you go
That should be me
Never should've let you go
That should be me
Never should've let you go
Never should've let you go
That should be me

Sincere

Yes I love him. I love him more than anyone else in this world and there is nothing that I would like better than to hold on to him forever. But I know it’s not for the best. So no matter how much my heart is going to break, I’ve got to let him go so he can know just how much I love him. Maybe if I’m lucky, he’ll come back. But if not, I can make it through this

Pingin banget masukin foto2 jaman kuliah sampe sekarang tapi gak sempet. Aaahhhh, saya sibuk sekali bulan ini ngerjain project ichaa!! hah huh hah huh, s e m a n g a t!!!

Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams

Moab Is My Washpot, Stephen Fry

And then I saw him and nothing was ever the same again. The sky was never the same colour, the moon never the same shape: the air never smelt the same, food never tasted the same. Every word I knew changed its meaning, everything that once was stable and firm became as insubstantial as a puff of wind, and every puff of wind became a solid thing I could feel and touch.

hurts

It hurts when seeing somebody you know your whole life suddenly disappear from your life.
No, it wasn't your fault that happened.
It wasn't their fault either.
--
It hurts when you know that they're driven further and further apart from you.
Away from both of your memories together.
From the past, from the future..
Because there is no future of us together.
Is there..?
--
Only God knows our future.
Heck if I said, there is no future of us together..
God didn't care, because there's no limitation for what It can do.
It can do something about us.
I'm sure.
I know.
--
Then I won't give up. I can't give up.
Not now. Not this time.
Not ever..

Change is never easy

Love is never easy

How come nothing is easy these days?

Life is full of decisions to make

You fight to hold on, You fight to let go

You want to remember,

but they want to forget

Today you want something so bad,

then one day, maybe not so much anymore

Why do i always feel like something is missing?

We are so weird, but what is normal?

Hard

Menyedihkan itu adalah ketika dimana kita tahu sesuatu yang tidak baik untuk kita tetapi kita masih saja memikirkan bahkan berdoa untuk memilikinya.Yahh saya hampir gila karena itu semua :(

I may be the type who manages to grab all the pointless things in life but lets the really important things slip away

I want to reduce you to a memory

 

Black Swan

Jacqueline Winspear, Messenger of Truth

It was time to move on, to dance with life again

Mark Strand, Keeping Things Whole

We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole

As far as I can see we can only be certain of two things in our lives: that we were born and that we’re going to die. When you really think about it, everything else is theoritical and nothing is predictable. We really know nothing, just indulge in a lot of assuming. Illusions to calm our fears, because we need to place things on shelves in order to live without breaking into chaos. It is against our nature to be like goldfish in bowls, accepting that everything is unknown and swimming in circles until we die. We need the illusions. Deception is so sweet when you do it to yourself. Maybe that’s why it’s a sin? Mental masturbation, really. We’re all just fucking with ourselves

Virginia Woolf (via sleepinginthesnow)

The moon, indeed, measures the most conspicuous periodicities, and it was terms relating to the moon that were first used for the measurement of time. The lunar rhythm regularly presents a “creation” (the new moon), followed by a growth (to full moon), a diminution and a “death” (the three moonless nights). It was probably the image of the eternal birth and death of the moon which helped to crystallise the earliest human intuitions about the alterations of Life
and Death, and suggested, later on, the myth of the periodic creation and destruction of the world

hemmmm....

I’m no longer sad. I’m just empty

Pohon Apel

Suatu ketika, hiduplah sebatang pohon apel besar dan anak lelaki yang senang bermain-main di bawah pohon apel itu setiap hari. Ia senang memanjatnya hingga ke pucuk pohon, memakan buahnya, tidur-tiduran di keteduhan rindang daun-daunnya. Anak lelaki itu sangat mencintai pohon apel itu. Demikian pula pohon apel sangat mencintai anak kecil itu. Waktu terus berlalu, anak lelaki itu kini telah tumbuh besar dan tidak lagi bermain-main dengan pohon apel itu setiap harinya.

Suatu hari ia mendatangi pohon apel. Wajahnya tampak sedih.
“Ayo ke sini bermain-main lagi denganku.”, pinta pohon apel itu.
“Aku bukan anak kecil yang bermain-main dengan pohon lagi.”, jawab anak lelaki itu.
“Aku ingin sekali memiliki mainan, tapi aku tak punya uang untuk membelinya.”
Pohon apel itu menyahut,
“Duh, maaf aku pun tak punya uang, tetapi kau boleh mengambil semua buah apelku dan menjualnya. Kau bisa mendapatkan uang untuk membeli mainan kegemaranmu.”
Anak lelaki itu sangat senang. Ia lalu memetik semua buah apel yang ada di pohon dan pergi dengan penuh suka cita. Namun, setelah itu anak lelaki tak pernah datang lagi. Pohon apel itu kembali sedih.

Suatu hari anak lelaki itu datang lagi. Pohon apel sangat senang melihatnya datang. “Ayo bermain-main denganku lagi.”, kata pohon apel.
“Aku tak punya waktu,”, jawab anak lelaki itu.
“Aku harus bekerja untuk keluargaku. Kami membutuhkan rumah untuk tempat tinggal. Maukah kau menolongku?”.
“Duh, maaf aku pun tak memiliki rumah, tapi kau boleh menebang semua dahan rantingku untuk membangun rumahmu.”, kata pohon apel.
Kemudian anak lelaki itu menebang semua dahan dan ranting pohon apel itu dan pergi dengan gembira. Pohon apel itu juga merasa bahagia melihat anak lelaki itu senang, tapi anak lelaki itu tak pernah kembali lagi. Pohon apel itu merasa kesepian dan sedih.

Pada suatu musim panas, anak lelaki itu datang lagi. Pohon apel merasa sangat bersuka cita menyambutnya.
“Ayo bermain-main lagi denganku.”, kata pohon apel.
“Aku sedih.”, kata anak lelaki itu.
“Aku sudah tua dan ingin hidup tenang. Aku ingin pergi berlibur dan berlayar. Maukah kau memberi aku sebuah kapal untuk pesiar?”
“Duh, maaf aku tak punya kapal, tapi kau boleh memotong batang tubuhku dan menggunakannya untuk membuat kapal yang kau mau. Pergilah berlayar dan bersenang-senanglah.”
Kemudian, anak lelaki itu memotong batang pohon apel itu dan membuat kapal yang diidamkannya. Ia lalu pergi berlayar dan tak pernah lagi datang menemui pohon apel itu.

Akhirnya, anak lelaki itu datang lagi setelah bertahun-tahun kemudian.
“Maaf anakku”, kata pohon apel itu.
“Aku sudah tak memiliki buah apel lagi untukmu.”
“Tak apa, aku pun sudah tak memiliki gigi untuk mengigit buah apelmu.”, jawab anak lelaki itu.
“Aku juga tak memiliki batang dan dahan yang bisa kau panjat.”, kata pohon apel.
“Sekarang aku juga sudah terlalu tua untuk itu.”, jawab anak lelaki itu.
“Aku benar-benar tak memiliki apa-apa lagi yang bisa aku berikan padamu. Yang tersisa hanyalah akar-akarku yang sudah tua dan sekarat ini.”, kata pohon apel itu sambil menitikkan air mata.
“Aku tak memerlukan apa-apa lagi sekarang,”, kata anak lelaki.
“Aku hanya membutuhkan tempat untuk beristirahat. Aku sangat lelah setelah sekian lama meninggalkanmu.”
“Oooh, bagus sekali. Tahukah kau, akar-akar pohon tua adalah tempat terbaik untuk berbaring dan beristirahat. Mari, marilah berbaring di pelukan akar-akarku dan beristirahatlah dengan tenang.”
Anak lelaki itu berbaring di pelukan akar-akar pohon. Pohon apel itu pun sangat gembira dan tersenyum sambil meneteskan air matanya.

Pohon apel itu adalah orang tua kita.
Ketika kita muda, kita senang bermain-main dengan ayah dan ibu kita. Ketika kita tumbuh besar, kita meninggalkan mereka, dan hanya datang ketika kita memerlukan sesuatu atau dalam kesulitan. Tak peduli apa pun, orang tua kita akan selalu ada di sana untuk memberikan apa yang bisa mereka berikan untuk membuat kita bahagia. Anda mungkin berpikir bahwa anak lelaki itu telah bertindak sangat kasar pada pohon itu, tetapi begitulah cara kita memperlakukan orang tua kita.

my best i ever had

Soe Hok Gie

Tapi sekarang aku berpikir sampai di mana seseorang masih tetap wajar, walau ia sendiri tidak mendapatkan apa-apa. seseorang mau berkorban buat sesuatu, katakanlah, ide-ide, agama, politik atau pacarnya. Tapi dapatkah ia berkorban buat tidak apa-apa

You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, when you say that you love me too