Are We Friends, yet?

Careless love and acting tough, it wasn't my style, I had enough. Oh I don't think that we can really be friends, but I'll try again - Camera Obscura (Careless Love)

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Two days ago, I had the craziest sleepover ever. Me and Opi ---one of my besties since high school-- makes some stupid videos and sing along with all the Disney's songs.
We've became so c-c-crazy, even we watched HSM --shut up!-- and pretends to be Gabriella or Sharpay.
I know.
CRAZY.
Anyway, it's okay for being such a crazy-ass, if you feels.. well. Heartbroken. Right?
Haha not me, I'm not the heartbroken's soul in this case. --well, maybe, a little. Slightly heartbroken, might I says.--

Soooo... Here we areeee..





Yap. Two silly girls, desperate for all the crazy things --and maybe love stories-- behind the words and phrases. Trying to re-organized our feelings and our acts together.
Well, it's sounds so fucking silly, you know, how come all the silly-slash-crazy stuff like this could fix a broken hearted?
NOPE.
But it was fun. So suck it up.




N.B: So just be gentle with us. And We'll be gentle with you. We're not as brave as we thought, 'Cause our heart gets broken so easily. So just be gentle, be gentle with us, boys.

Will There Be Enough Water?

The lights are so dim, it even hurts my eyes.
The air seems to be cooler, I couldn't breath.
The music was wasting their lyrics.
There was no hope in it.
I just stuck with the words that goes on to this notebook.
The Awfully words from my heart or my brains, well, you could never tell.
Because lately, I couldn't tell where's my heart or my brains anymore.

It's twisted little thing
It's crazy little thing

They are pushing me away from all the stories behind the canvas.
I couldn't hear it. But I could saw it. Through all this waterly glasses that they kept building for me.

It's weird little thing.
It's deathly little thing.

Eaten By Your Lover

Hey, you.

I'm tired of you. I'm so fucking tired of you. I'm tired of the way we act.

"Yes, everything is fine. Is gotta be alright." 

You told me that, you acted like that.

NO. I couldn't acted like that. Pretends we're friend.

NO.

We aren't friend. We couldn't be friend.

Ever.

You and your stupid smile. Dammit. I miss that smile. I hate that smile. I hate being hater in this game, you know. Things will never be the same between us. Everything is wrong. We are not fucking fine.We are never be fine.

Could you please stop smiling and realize that, huh?

Stop acting like anything was never going wrong.

Because it is wrong.

Stop it, you moron. I'm tired of this stupid faces.

Could you stop it and realize?

Cloudy Men Killed His Own Rainbow

Maybe now you already gone.
Gone with the wind.
The sun is not in your side anymore,
Your eyes are empty.
The promises were broken.
I could already feels the new season has begin.
It's Spring.
For you it is.
For me it's not.

We are different.

Sadly, now you are stranger in your own voice.
Became the fall to my weakness.
Faces are something you could plays with.
Words are mean to be broken.
Lightheaded is the feeling that I have now.
It turns out a little faster than I thought.
You turns me out a little faster than I thought.

Hang over without a drink.

Is that your real smile over there?
Because I already had my own disguise over here.

Inspired by: French Navy (Camera Obscura)

We came into the story about the moon, the lake, the sun and the sky.
When the sky is blue, the sun is shining through your skin.
You can feels it into your skin and bones.

The wind blows my floral dress, and my heart out too.
The trees whispering to be the one in my hands.
The hands that you'll always hold.
Your white shirtdress reminds me of the way our stories begins.

It's me and you.
Music and books.
Lyrics and words.
Love and hate.
Roses and candies.

The way your eyes staring at me.
Your big brown eyes.
The way you'll always touch your hair, everytime you get nervous about something.
Your crooked smile, when you're trying to be funny.
Damn it. I'll always smile.
Because it's makes you happy.
And it's makes me happy to see you happy.

This is a love story about loves that loving our love.
Isn't weird?
Well, we know that we will always weird.
It's us, right?
How come we'll become so normal?

FOREST

You run, the castle was gone.
You run, the pain will come.
The wind is cold.
It whirls around until you died.

Your mind is blank, you get hungry.
Your toes are numb. You know this time, you get really fucked up.

The Whisperer comes again with the bow on your face.
They told you to closed your eyes.
Listens to the earth singing to you.
Sings to death.
Sings to live.
The rain is pouring, and the lighting comes deadly.
Your hands comes into your ownskin.
It's frooze you to death to know that they are filthy with guilt.
You couldn't escape the fate.
And faith is come and go.
Awake is something you cannot do.

You screams till your lungs gave out.
But there's no voice.
It's suddenly gone.
Everything was gone.
It's just you and your mind.
Your crazy little, mind.