Wednesday, June 17, 2015


5:18 PM 7
two lost kids.
wondering where to run.
or where to hide from what-so-called reality.

they were young.
yes, they were.

but the clock never stops ticking.

they grew up.
but their minds stay.
thinking that life is nothing but a playground.


Tuesday, June 9, 2015

a friend of a friend

9:29 AM 5
i might lost the appetite to write,
but who cares.

let the pictures talk for themselves.
they have rights too, you know :p

zara orange top & purple bag, noki vest & pants, jeffrey campbell transparent heels, romwe hat

with my forever virgo crush,
the infamous diva, Lulut Marganingtyas


Tuesday, June 2, 2015

identity crisis

11:23 PM 4
if i could stupidly invent happiness for not-so-happy situation, what would you call me?
a clown?
if i could do things which are not meant to be done by oneself, what would you call me?
a magician?
if i could patiently follow the uncertain path that leads nowhere, what would you call me?
a stalker?

it feels like i'm failing.
to every single thing i do, i'm judged by a stranger saying
"you're not good enough"
people keep labeling other people for their own perceptions,
and jealousy.
and i have no other option instead of gulping other's comments,
whether i like it or not.

nowadays, honesty has to face extinction
as i fear to be judged, i need to lie to myself
keeping my real identity hidden,
just to be (or at least feel) accepted to the society.

truth hurts.
isn't it?

but at least,
there are people who exist to understand my real self,
accept who i am,
be weird together

wore: fame agenda abstract assymetrical top, zara sky blue pants, vintage man shoes