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February 12, 2014
Some people, they remind you about someone. Their height, their skin color, their body shape, their hair, their eyes, the way they act.
I walked pass through a guy. His skin color, his eyes, his height, reminded me of someone I knew. I couldn't really remember him, but a glimpse of the guy had triggered my memory that he resembled him, or he was really him. Like, something eats some part of my memory it makes me doubt about anyone I've met or talked to.
Can you miss someone's face? Just, his/her face, can you? Because you think you're losing memory about them bit by bit, in your head. You're losing them.
February 8, 2014
Woke up at this hour with nothing much to do makes things worst. I find myself staring thorough the darkness searching for something I don't even know what it is.
A saviour is all need. But the id in me refuses to seek for it. I am far, far slipping off track I know that.
Caffeine. Caffeine helps me think.
February 1, 2014
I can be weird and I am feeling weird, afraid of things unseen, berkira-kira pada ketentuan tuhan dan cuba meneka pada benda yang belum terjadi.
Future now is void. If you categorized future as thing, now, it's like nothing. You can't feel it, you can't see it, you can't assume it because it's future. It's weird. It's dream. It's sci-fi.
So shut it. Shut everything that comes to your mind, shut. It's just thought. You are going to be alright.
Trust, anything you think you can trust. Trust that you're gonna be alright.