who?

Karena menulis, baik itu dengan indah dan/atau dengan arti itu bikin capek.

Kadang kita cuma pengen nulis apa yang ingin kita tulis. Like for example how things are after Paris. Yha grow up people. Stop being mad at each other. Stop being such a fanatic. Sesuatu yang berlebihan kan gapernah baik. Ga pada capek apa ngekritik. Oh iya, lebih capek being nice and make a good comment or post. Lebih gampang menjadi nyinyir dan jahat. Right. I forgot.

Aside from that, I think it's been a rough week for me. I kept feeling down and blue and just so melancholic I hated myself and kinda hoped I could just reborn or die. That will end everything easily. But that's not how life works, I guess. And the most tiring thing is that I know what I did, sulking like this, is wrong. But I didn't stop. I kept being selfish and sulk and sulk and sulk. And in my mind the battle keeps happening again and again. Me saying it's okay to sulk and hides vs me saying you should stop and face the problem.

Tapi trus masalahnya bukan masalah yang bisa diselesaikan dengan cara dihadapi. Yha ntar yang ada makin runyam diri ini trus makin misuh-misuh ga jelas sampe ngeganggu banyak orang.

Mau lu apa z bi

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