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 When I Felt He Don't Care AnymoreMinggu, 08 Mei 2011 | by Resha
Ketika sendiri menjadi sebuah keyakinan
Dan memahami menjadi sebuah pertanyaan rumit
Tersadar tergeragap
Aku mulai goyah tapi mencoba berdiri pasti
Ketika beban menjadi teman setia
Dan ketakutan menjadi wujud nyata dalam hidup
Terhempas
Terbangun dan kusadari aku tak pernah menemukan siapapun
>> i wrote this at january 6, 2011 <<
when i felt he don't care anymore Label: 'boUt mE   |
flawsome
kind of people who think "I can do better than them" then truly act BETTER THAN THEM.
Married with earphone ;p and listen to any kind of music.
I'M the most hyper and crazy people than all of my friends.
I'M a strong woman. I get through all difficulties, no matter what.
I express my opinions bluntly. My colleagues admire me for that.
No one can fool me, because i can see through liars immediately.
Either wildly naive or dangerously intelligent.
THIS IS MY CUP OF CARE.