A daily post for everyone to see. A posted thought of a regular person. I play piano and write a song sometimes, i cook, i write, i draw, i like photography but i'm not doing it, i love movies, i love comic book and i do parkour. I'm posting whatever things that come across my mind. Well, most of all it may be just something stupid. Except the news though.
“One ticket to Farhampton, please.”
karena hari libur begitu berharga…
dari hepr160290
holy shit the mother holy shit the mother the mother holy shit mother the shit holy mother
Anytime I tried to gaze into my future, I feel afraid of it. Seems dark, makes me wonder if I have made a great mistake which I shouldn’t have taken and too late to fix. And the thoughts like whether I’m already a failure writer or not , or thoughts like whether I’m a good man enough for her or not is patronizing, greatly. I don’t know what kind of a man I will be in the next 10 years, all I know is I just want to be a man that’s good enough to hold my daughter’s hand and show her the world, teach her what’s good and what’s not. And now, I know it ain’t much but I’m trying to fix it a bit with continuing writing in the middle of the night only accompanied with a bottled mineral water.
I wish
I wish I could just stay inside my safe zone forever even though I know I couldn’t
