tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82082703922643204842024-03-13T03:25:58.035-07:00" Shirley's Life "between PAIN, SUFFERing and DISAPPOINTMENT, there is HAPPINESS.cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-29644047426269544382013-01-31T22:46:00.001-08:002013-01-31T22:46:09.932-08:00Trailer Nyanyian Angsa<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VfYsoFxCdck" width="480"></iframe>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-31211131115733819742012-01-06T02:34:00.000-08:002012-01-06T02:35:33.445-08:00chapters of laughter and pain.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">what you would do if there only 2 choices,walk away and move on,or just stay till the final hours and you'll must move on.its just a simple words but hard to do,maybe this is just another story of love story.it's not about a giving up..it's about,limit.limit of my capability of being myself.sometimes i feel like walking around a dark room and find a needle.difficult..<br />
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</div><div>i saw a scar.i need a bandage to wrap this scar so i could stop the bleed off.but sometimes when i feel lonely i really wanna rip the scar and yell to a thousand liar around me.''STOP LYING BASTARD!BACK OFF."</div><div><br />
</div><div>part one,</div><div>i found a light when i was cried aloud on my knees,restless,hopeless..then someone came along brought a candle and stay by my side.hugged me from the backside and said "it's gonna be alright,i'm here.."</div><div>suddenly i lost my fear for a while.and the tears won't dancing all around my eyes,there's a little smile.yes,i put on my lips politely.</div><div><br />
</div><div>part two,i called it process..</div><div>then i told every fears that i've got,i tried to open my heart and unlock it.thousand questions are written on my head,saids"am i ready?"..while you always trying to put ''trust and new other life" inside me..</div><div>i called it,process</div><div><br />
</div><div>part three,</div><div>i called it a brand new happiness in my life,i almost never believe that it can be happen to me.even you must share your life into 2 different partner.but this is my decision,i'll try no matter how hard the risks i have to keep it up..</div><div><br />
</div><div>part four,</div><div>cat fight..</div><div>arguing,arguing,and arguing about past..i wast try to let him know that i am done with my past,this is present,and thats why i live.and guess what you're still not believe me...then i'm thinking that i'm really done whit these kinda shits!i'm tired of every dramas we made,of leaving everything for thousand times.and you're still running and wanting me to stay while i said i've had enough..</div><div><br />
</div><div>part five..</div><div>it's hard if i'm saying,''i guess this is good bye.." i wish i can fake the hurt that i have inside,the fake that i should make when i'm not okay to you,and surrounds me.the fake that i should make when there's no call or message from you.this is another story about moving on,isn't it? what about there's a day that you won't be there when i really mean it to say good bye and leave you for real?</div><div><br />
</div><div>part six,</div><div>i'm still here with you in a different rooms,we talked by these message in my phone,i've choose read it and write another blog,cause ..nothing left to say..</div><div><br />
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</div></div>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-58889763363097199052011-11-14T02:43:00.000-08:002011-11-14T02:43:09.177-08:00teardrops is a beautiful waterfall<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">dear my grandpa,yesterday my brother just turned 17 i was pretty sad,i told granny you came while i was sleeping.and three days later i came to visit you in Hk.grand pa..now i met another guy.and i loved him..he took a really good care of me,not about materialist things grandpa..i felt lonely and all i need is just a hug. cause it heals everything..<br />
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dear my uncle up there,i miss you,how're you doin up there?we're missing you here,tell God to give us His bless in every step we take.<br />
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this pain,i still can't describe.<br />
abstract<br />
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somehow,i feel lonely<br />
sometimes i feel like giving up,<br />
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unless i got my mom,dad,my lovely brother and sister,last..you<br />
i've been backstabbed with a few ex best friend here,grandpa..<br />
they made me disappointed.like a lot..<br />
and about D,he became a great bestfriend for me<br />
i miss you grandpa,and granny she's missing you..she told me with her tears :)<br />
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i wished you're with me now :(</div>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-80620972293799981922011-04-06T22:57:00.001-07:002011-04-06T22:57:11.020-07:00hina.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"></span><br />
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</div>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-16375068104083022462011-04-06T22:07:00.000-07:002011-04-06T22:07:13.649-07:00stupidity<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;">My past,yes it slow me down.<br />
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three words,less than perfect.plus one word,nothing.I called it perfect.<br />
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I stay far away from "perfection".I changed myself down infront of the mirror.looks so stupid,moron..sort of.<br />
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I laughed,I don't even know what did I laughed for.<br />
I cried,I don't know why did I cry.<br />
I screamed,I yelled for something I don't know too.<br />
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I'm numb.<br />
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Hmm,why do i do that..<br />
Why do I do that,<br />
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I tried to put on some make up.then I picked a dumb piece of dress,I wore it.I took that sneakers.then I opened the door.I left my room.<br />
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It looks so bright,but suddenly rain came and dancin upon my head.I kept walking.<br />
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Finally I found this place,I sit in front of a camera.I pushed the record button.I saw the red light blinking.<br />
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I started to talk.<br />
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"Mybe I am stupid.I love this silly life.even too many option,too little time.I'm exhausted,too much expecting,spent my days for regretting.<br />
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Even right now,I'm waiting for something that I don't know.<br />
When will I go from here,far away from here,I don't know when will I stop doing these stupidity.<br />
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Everything comes so fast.tasted a bitter sweet love.dancing with my own tears,smiled with my pain,slept with full of disappointment.this pain goes on and on.<br />
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The good news is,you left.the bad news is I'm still crying in the middle of the night.keep dreamin of being a time traveler.<br />
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I'm not that strong,mybe it won't take long..mybe just mybe."<br />
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Then I pressed the stop button.I took the camera off,and leave that place.<br />
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Welcome to my silly life.</span></div>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-53269306688351020912011-04-06T22:05:00.001-07:002011-04-06T22:05:41.174-07:00talking to the sun,<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"></span><br />
<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">pagi mulai berbisik,matahari mengedip manja dan mencoba menembus serpihan kaca didalam ruangan ini.sesaat aku teringat bagaimana aku berteriak terhadap angin,mengeluh.bagaimana aku mencintaimu.ia hanya berlalu.</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">aku duduk terdiam.aku terpojok.sesaat aku mampu melihat bayangan.ia menari dengan gemulainya.mungkin mereka akan berkata,'aku mulai tidak waras'.aku menjelaskan bagaimana aku melihat dia,dan aku.disaat dia berlutut..meminta aku untuk tinggal.</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">antara aku terjerumus dalam sengatan matahari yang kian menusuk mata,atau aku masih menjelajahi imajinasi dan sketsa mimpi dialam bawah sadarku..</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">sesaat kau masuk ke dalam ruangan ini.dia berdiri tepat dihadapanku."aku disini.aku mencintaimu,selalu."</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">ternyata,</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">aku hanya tercambuk duri imajinasi.kian lama kian membunuh.</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">semakin aku mengkontrolnya,temakin aku merasakan betul apa arti kata perih,menyakitkan.mati rasa?mungkin.</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">hanya mungkin.</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">jika lebih baik adalah mungkin, baik saja tidak cukup..begitu matahari berbisik itu,sesaat aku terlelap dalam sendu..</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">good morning peeps.</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">6:04 AM</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">Deandra's room-and i still can't sleep.</div><div><br />
</div></div>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-37188671907306422272010-07-14T18:47:00.000-07:002010-07-14T18:47:20.380-07:00sweet and sour.<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">finally i cud talk with him yiipiieyeyy!!and you know what ,gw punya baby HAHAHAHAHAH..</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">his name DURA JOWOK...i love dura and his pap..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1QLWgucZKIYEz3ZWqE8FTtSO-AP6KVYaOxLiyawtFU8FR293ULvc-WPqBOr3SN82ugybaI8OKadjKVWyihCeB6jT_-APZswrO3RIx8t6ajJNSHDhyphenhyphenKY_MRGmz_pXNQcGXZZy-EhimXbdb/s1600/toshir6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1QLWgucZKIYEz3ZWqE8FTtSO-AP6KVYaOxLiyawtFU8FR293ULvc-WPqBOr3SN82ugybaI8OKadjKVWyihCeB6jT_-APZswrO3RIx8t6ajJNSHDhyphenhyphenKY_MRGmz_pXNQcGXZZy-EhimXbdb/s320/toshir6.jpg" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">but as always,dia ngambek,caused gw salah,LAGI kali..he wanted me to stop..i don't know why..well i won'tstop loving him.im a stubborn.bodo amat orang terlajur sayang mau apa weeeeeeeeee.. :p i won't replace him to another guy.TITIK.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">he never know gimana gw bisa ngarep 5 Menitnya dia pas gw birthday,buat gw itu kado yang ngga bisa gw beli.its been a long time i waited for this..palingan birthday gw lewat gitu aja ga ada kesan..basi..B-A-S-I..</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">''ngayal'' itu obat kecewa gw setiap hari.mau itu kecewa sama siapapun..ngayal itu mengghibur meskipun rasanya kesian banget ya gw..tapi itu ngebantu gw :)</div>kalo orang2 sialan itu pada bilang ''shir cowo kan banyak..!"<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">go fuck themself ..i don't give a shit,gw tau cowo banyak,kalo gw bilang gw maunya sama dia gimana?kalo gw bilang gw sayangnya sama dia?mati aja tuh orang2 sok bener yang nasehatin gw ini itu berasa pala nya bener..</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">sampah.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">palingan kalo gw tempatin manusia2 itu di posisi gw,dia akan milih jalan yang sama..</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">fight this fuckin war,i dn't care that risk at least gw kasi apa yang gw punya,gw sayang sama itu manusia lebih dari apapun,just so you know.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-tb_nnGoND_gSbs00MOnDUVjJ9zkaYwQDEb2KzW7al0o9N9pskGchj-RR_Uwa3rpqvPwFKhTwrXiqTJoGcvZmmlFU8YDCtELHWLzLgXQz1rhyphenhyphen4bRPAYsoKE3G0nEEoNrkn_EwUOkpcCF/s1600/telaga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-tb_nnGoND_gSbs00MOnDUVjJ9zkaYwQDEb2KzW7al0o9N9pskGchj-RR_Uwa3rpqvPwFKhTwrXiqTJoGcvZmmlFU8YDCtELHWLzLgXQz1rhyphenhyphen4bRPAYsoKE3G0nEEoNrkn_EwUOkpcCF/s320/telaga.jpg" /></a>I LOVE YOU AND YES I DO.TITIK.</div>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-51122534539691839582010-07-13T05:10:00.000-07:002010-07-13T05:10:02.151-07:001000 fearssekarang gw duduk ditempat yang sama,kepikiran dia..iya selalu tentang dia.ngga ada yg bisa gantiin.cuma dia satu makhluk gembul yang isengnya ga pake hati.cuma dia yang bisa bikin gw happy.uah berapa hari ini,tiap pagi ngga ada yang bangunin..makanya gw suka kebangun tiap kali..gw masih sama,gw masih nunggu.satu alasan sebenernya gw masih stay..karna dia worth it buat ditunggu...(*ge-er dah dut2)..<br />
belakangan ini mimpi gw ngga karuan,mungkin perasaan gw yang salah,atau mungkin salah Tuhan yang ngasi mimpi aneh2,ya dia ngeluh sakit yang gw ngga bisa tolong,dimipi itu gw ngga bisa nyentuh dia,dia ngga even bisa liat gw..gw kebangun dan,nangiss..(*maklum cengeng)<br />
kalo ditanya gw kangen apa engga?<br />
ya gw kangen banget2..<br />
sesekali gwliat family picts,gw cuma bisa nangis.meremin mata,terus ngomong dalem hati.."shirley anaknya sabar..pasti bisa lewatin ini.."<br />
selalu inget lagi mas bob marley (*hahahaha)<br />
''DON'T WORRY ABOUT A THING..CAUSED EVERY LIL THING IS GONNA BE ALRIGHT"<br />
goyangin kepala,kekiri-kekanan,tetep posisi meremin mata..gw kembali nangis .<br />
gw selalu keinget akan imjinasi,suatu hari gw bisa sama2 dia yang jelas2 dia selalu bilang itu ngga mungkin..<br />
bukan ngga pernah lagi gw ngarep gw bisa diakuin sebagai seorang shirley yang tolol gini.<br />
gw ngga pernah ngerasa tolol karna gw sayang sama makhluk begitu..AHAHHA<br />
dia selalu bilang ngga akan pernah bisa ngehargain gw,anggep gw ngga even setitik dipart hidupnya..<br />
gw ngga mau percaya itu..<br />
gw selalu percaya dia sayang gw..itu lebih dari cukup.<br />
gw ngga perduli orang bilang apa,gw tolol,entah gw dibilang galaku,apapun itu..<br />
gw tau cowo banyak,gw sadar itu..tetep ngga bisa lagi disamain sama ini makhluk,palng ISENG yang gw temuin,palin GEMESIN,paling ndut,paling dodol kalo molor kejeduk terus,jatoh lah dari ranjang..<br />
i kangen GEDE sama you dut.like GEDE sekali<br />
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kadang gw suka kebayang suatu hari nanti,ya i called it oneday..<br />
seribu ketakutan gw mulai nusuk otak gw pelan2,rasanya gw kayak berenang di air mata gw yang mungkin mata gw pecah lagi pembuluhnya karna seribu ketakutan yang pernah ada..<br />
didalem seribu ketakutan itu selalu tentang dia..masih sama<br />
dimana dia bilang dia ngga bisa sama gw,ngga sayang sama gw,ngga peduli setitik pun sama gw,dimana gw liat dia sama yang lain,dimana dia bener2 pergi,dimana gw cuma bisa liat dia kesiksa sendiri dan gw ngga bisa ngapa2in,dan lain lain lain lain nya..<br />
nyesek lagi rasanya kalo lo sayang sama satu makhluk yang disaat itu makhluk kesiksa,lo ngga bisa apa2..<br />
dimana lo ngerasa ngga guna jadi manusia..<br />
dimana lo ngga dihargain sama semua orang,<br />
simana lo bener2 nemuin kata nyerah..<br />
temen gw cuma lagu bob marley,sama satu lagu yang selalu ingetin gw sama dia.."married life" - soundtrack 'up'<br />
sampe sekarang kalo ngerasa gw nyerah,yg gw inget satu hal..mami,sama dia..yea you dut..cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-31953189667843984222010-07-11T02:49:00.000-07:002010-07-11T02:49:56.025-07:00wew.ngga tau salah apanya lagi nunggu payment apa salah gw..heran,mana pake acara jatoh dari tangga.perfect..<br />
akhirnya gini lagi,ngga ada tujuan mau ngapa2in,rasanya kosong..<br />
bday kali ini maki perfect ancurnya.ini namanya sayang sama gw?wew..<br />
dirumah salah,nyari duit salah,mati aja..cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-56057272864671399342010-07-03T11:37:00.000-07:002010-07-03T11:37:04.065-07:00i hate it.i hate july!<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUTa4SudnMRb_6MW8kwajUCWppHQygyQMFkx1el1aIgxz0-UIIfmNPRf55Wp_5KrcIV4UGhw6lcJYtdMaPJNhyphenhyphenQbJg2ZLQzZlsTD1rfYjYgcQnSxy6fq3SxkTJMbEqOrUiqVljiHr5iXHS/s1600/sleepingcapturedbyhim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUTa4SudnMRb_6MW8kwajUCWppHQygyQMFkx1el1aIgxz0-UIIfmNPRf55Wp_5KrcIV4UGhw6lcJYtdMaPJNhyphenhyphenQbJg2ZLQzZlsTD1rfYjYgcQnSxy6fq3SxkTJMbEqOrUiqVljiHr5iXHS/s320/sleepingcapturedbyhim.jpg" /></a></div><br />
kenapa sih susah banget sekali aja ngerasain birthday happy with a guy who i fell for?<br />
is that hard GOD?<br />
MAN!<br />
I NEVER WANT TO LIVE IN THIS SHIT WORLD.<br />
i have a family but i cant feel any ..<br />
i have a lots of friends,i cant feel them<br />
one of them betrayed on me..<br />
whn i got a guy,and i do love him..<br />
he pushed me away..he said he love me but what about now?<br />
catherine,catherine,catherine catherine...SHIT!<br />
fucked up.<br />
gw ngga pernah minta dilahirin.kalo cuma buat disalahin,dikatain sama orang,di jugdge sama satu hal namanya ''UANG''..ga [ernah jauh dari kata uang,.yang mereka pikir namanya kesetiaan,sabar,sayang,sacrifice,bisa di beli sama duit.<br />
anjing!gw bukan pelacur!<br />
sampah.<br />
gw uadh kurang sabar apa?<br />
kurang gila apagw nentang semua yang mereka anggep baik,yang mereka anggep gw bakal dapet sesuatu yang lebih suatu hari nanti..FUCKED THAT UP!SHIT!BULL SHIT..<br />
SOK TAU LO SEMUA.THIS IS MY LIFE.<br />
I WANNA DO WVERYTHING I WANT.<br />
I'M GONNA LEAVE THIS SHITTY LIFE BITCH!<br />
IM SORRY D COZ I DELED UR BBM,SKYPE,MSN..udah ngga mau jealous2..dari pada lo keganggu kan..better i leave this life.<br />
i dont have anyone d.<br />
except you.<br />
no one care.the dont care.and you too..the just pretending...<br />
tiap july pasti sial..<br />
gw rasa gw mausian ngga guna.ngga bisa jadi apa2..sampah..<br />
sia2 man gw dilahirin..buang duit doang,ngga bakat gw idup,napas aja musti diajarin rasanya..<br />
maaf buat yang ciptain gw..<br />
gw lancang..<br />
gw ancurin tiap part badan gw..<br />
unuse man gw idup..<br />
ngga ada tujuan...<br />
di otak gw cuma,suice,and pain,udah ngga ada yang lain..<br />
capek ya idup ternyata,<br />
dii, ngga ada 22 july.if ure not here on that day.mybe i'm already gone..cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-70811770926835368872010-06-19T19:07:00.000-07:002010-06-19T19:07:04.902-07:00i'm gonna wake you up if you fallen asleep<p><object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/fcIyBok23aA/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fcIyBok23aA&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fcIyBok23aA&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></p><p> </p><p> </p>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-31078851514827111242010-06-09T09:53:00.000-07:002010-06-09T09:53:08.926-07:00like we used to<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;">he said: "I can feel her breath as she's sleeping next to me sharing pillows and cold feet. She can feel my heart, fell asleep to its beat. Under blankets and warm sheets. If only I can be in that bed again. If only it was me instead of him. Does he watch your favorite movies? Does he hold you when you cry? Does he let you tell him all your favorite parts when you've seen it a million times? Does he sing to all your music while you dance to Purple Rain? Does he do all these things like I used to? 14 months and 7 days ago. Oh, I know you know how we felt about that night. Just your skin against the window. Oh, you took it slow. And we both know it should have been me inside that car. It should have been me instead of him in the dark.... I know love happens all the time, love Your on my mind, love And that happens all the time, love, Will he love you like i loved you? Will he tell you everyday? Will he make you feel like your invincible with every word he'll say? Can you promise if this one's right, don't throw it away? Can you do all these things? Will you do all these things like we used to? Oh, like we used to..." i said : "does she jealous when u teased her,like i did? does she kiss ur forehead before you sleep? does she like a chocolate mud cake and strawberry juice like i liked? does she like beard papa like we ate,used to?and watching dvd's like we did? does she like hot pink like me? does she like that fireflies video,like i had,yea from you?"</span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhub9MLvJOZZkm2NCLNSvPTSUBwcSJZsk0uWr6z8CWQiaYoiNGF_5jVndyAxsekiEsz7d_n-qECdBFqQeWQDG6uO65HG8PpzUt2aRd-0YDKly9DRh2x1FZQY29bemuYkEAi_bt37JwUghgK/s1600/31097_1485196089944_1235147210_31369685_8388371_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhub9MLvJOZZkm2NCLNSvPTSUBwcSJZsk0uWr6z8CWQiaYoiNGF_5jVndyAxsekiEsz7d_n-qECdBFqQeWQDG6uO65HG8PpzUt2aRd-0YDKly9DRh2x1FZQY29bemuYkEAi_bt37JwUghgK/s400/31097_1485196089944_1235147210_31369685_8388371_n.jpg" width="400" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;">you never know what i feel.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;">the part when i need u that much,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;">dimana gw nyaris mampus?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;">dimana gw ngerasa nafas persetik segitu mahalnya?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;">dimana gw segitu ngarepnya lo dateng buat peluk..</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;">dimana gw nunggu seharian ternyata lo ngga ada..</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">"I sincerely care about you. Although kamuterus say never loved me and kept lying to yourself. I know you clearly. Do not be afraid, I'm sure there'll accompany you, I promise .."</span>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-32674663863496506542010-05-25T02:56:00.000-07:002010-05-25T02:56:20.795-07:00dear grandpa..Dear grandpa,I keep thinking,praying on my knees..keep wondering about one day..happily ever after with my future husband and my lovely kids,make breakfast for my family, encourage my kids and blablabla..for the first I never been like this,when I felt afraid of ‘divorce’ of my parent everyday, every ‘EACH’ day,when I was a kid.they keep fighting till oneday my mom held a knife and yeah all I did it’s just yelled to myself ‘stop it.please stop…’,while all over my friends were busy to playing around and all I did just watched them fighting.i don’t have any bestfriend when I was a kid.i felt like I don’t have any guy I loved to.i never had any ‘surprise’ from anyone,except from my parents. envied to every kids out there,who had a lots of surprise from teir parents if they pass grade with a good score or mybe when they were birthday.all I have it’s just my lovely grandpa,whom always there when I need,he made me laugh,entertained me with his story when he was young.he was an althlete,he got money,he got popularity on he was in highschool.he got my grandma,the only woman he fell for,always besides him when he was rich,when my grandpa’s fam betrayed on him,when my grandpa got stroke,and until he dead.<br />
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I envy u grandpa.i feel all alone. When I thought I found the one I fell for,gave everything he needed.be what he wanted (even not always like he wanted but I tried em.),sleep on time,quit doin some photoshoots,stayed at home,and keep trying to be the nice one.<br />
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I’m not pretending to be the nice one,but here I am.<br />
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There’s only two things I afraid of,I lost my mother,and him.<br />
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Its not because I never date another guy or whatever it is,but he’s the only one who made me happy,who teach me about happiness..<br />
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U know grandpa,I don’t mind if I’ll leave this life.i’m happy to do this lately.caused I planned to give my bloods,everything what he needs..i’m so tired grandpa,to hear those words,”divorce,lies,bullshits,teased,love songs and everything!”.i hate my dad when he cheated on my mom,I hated when my ‘FRIEND’ who told me that “ I’m her bestfriend “ but she betrayed on me?!,I hate when he keep acting like he’s not sick,he’s normal,he feels okay,he’s pretending to be a worst one,and blablabla,WITH HIS REASON,YEA,TO MAKE ME HATE HIM.TO MAKE ME FIND A NEW GUY,HAVE A NEW LIFE WITHOUT HIM.grandpa,It WON’T WORK!WILL NOT WORK on me.caused I WILL NOT HATE HIM,OR LEAVE HIM besides he keep teasing me and doin his ‘stupid’ way to make me hate him,while I will never hate him like another girl out there who had been played with him and go away after he paid their needs.<br />
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Grandpa,I don’t care who the hell he came from,whose his dad,his background,what happened with his life,what he did before he met me.all I know it’s just loving him.thats all grandpa..he is my happiness..please tell to God to make him stay longer,longer,LONGER than that fuckin doct said.<br />
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God I am really sorry for lied to everyone of this silly stuff.i said I won’t smoke and I did.it caused you gave me those fucking dreams,it’s is killin me,my mind,my head..it keeps running around this head as you know.that’s why..i want leave this shit life,gone forever and let him stay longer with his future wife..<br />
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grand pa,mom just saw me held that knife and she was pissed,she locked me..i knew why she's mad at me :( <br />
i don't know what i supposed to do.. :(cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-9776393800246882852010-05-05T20:27:00.000-07:002010-05-05T20:27:11.574-07:00surat untuk tuan.<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Tuan,kalau saja waktu mau ku rayu kali ini,aku ingin memutar semua keadaan.dimana aku mampu menghapus semua rasa sakit nya,karna aku enggan melihat dia merasakan sesak yang terlalu dalam.aku rela membawa semua rasa sakit yang dia rasa.dinding memiliki ribuan mata,ketika dia kembali meneteskan darah entah yang ke berapa kalinya,dadaku sesak.aku tak misa menyalahkan 'Tuan' atau siapapun.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">aku takut Tuan,ketika suatu hari nanti dia hilang lagi.aku takut hidup ku mati kembali seperti waktu dulu,ketika dia pergi.aku takut tuan.aku takut.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Tuan,hari ini aku akan memeluknya LAGI.terimakasih atas semua kesempatan,terima kasih atas semua waktu yang Tuan berikan,dimana aku dapat menghabisakan waktu bersama.tolong sampaikan kepada semua anak buah mu,beri aku rasa sakitnya,aku rela pergi dan melihat dia jauh lebih 'iseng' dari sebelumnya.aku ingin dia tertawa sepuas hati ketika mereka merasakan debaran jantung yang mendenting begitu cepat,seperti yang aku rasakan sewaktu kejahilannya bermain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">kalau ada seseorang bertanya kepada ku kelak,"shir,bagian mana yang kamu cintai dalam sepanjang hidup?".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">aku akan menjawab,"dia."</span>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-18652271123739007992010-04-20T10:02:00.000-07:002010-04-20T10:05:38.053-07:00i.m.babybolobolo.<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIVN-bPDJOEL1fZBU14kzDsoNCwKg8q5G5H3dPY264qOJLMefwHOQPFebGPTfY2MgRXYPt8KDKinYJby_JVyw5RDv0pgC0_vJe3ZdYXVBRzxkPImFPNhywWR48lvml3SdgVlrc6H4pSUFQ/s1600/shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIVN-bPDJOEL1fZBU14kzDsoNCwKg8q5G5H3dPY264qOJLMefwHOQPFebGPTfY2MgRXYPt8KDKinYJby_JVyw5RDv0pgC0_vJe3ZdYXVBRzxkPImFPNhywWR48lvml3SdgVlrc6H4pSUFQ/s320/shoes.jpg" wt="true" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Suatu hari aku duduk beralaskan kerendahan hati,disana aku bercerita kepada air. kepadanya aku bercerita mengenai segala ketakutan ku. aku tidak mampu melihat bayangan ku sendiri ketika aku hendak bersolek. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">ku coba lari merayu waktu, untuk mengembalikan bayangan ku yang hilang. Aku takut ketika suatu hari nanti, tuan penyair menjemput ku dan membawaku jauh jauh dari sini.dimana aku sedang menanti dia untuk kembali pulang.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Ketakutan aku berikutnya adalah disaat aku telah mencoba menghidupkan suatu benda yang begitu jelas benda tersebut merupakan barang mati.mengharapkan untuk mampu berdiri dengan satu kaki selama bertahun-tahun.</span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">"aku enggan menghitung berapa kali aku terjatuh,berapa lama aku bersabar,sejauh apa aku berjalan,seberapa perih aku rasakan,seberapa kuat aku menahan."</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">aku enggan mendekam diantara rayuan api kepada air,paham membawa aku kedalam seribu dinding yang bertikai,kembali aku merayu waktu untuk terus berjalan.dimana aku masih mengejar bayang.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Kembali aku katakan,bahwa aku enggan menyerah terhadap kecaman waktu yang terus mecoba kesetiaan ku terhadapnya.aku akan terus disana.meyakinkan dia kalau "<strong>aku begitu mencintainya,tanpa syarat,tanpa pengecualian.aku mencintainya dengan sederhana"</strong>,enggan menuntut kehadiran 1000 bintang tiap kali aku merasa kesepian.karena apa?.karena cinta yang menenangkan terus menjaga hati yang kesepian.dia enggan berpaling,karena dia telah merasakan hidup ala kadarnya.penuh kehangatan,seperti api terhadap angin.penuh kelembutan,seperti air yang membuai lapisan tanah</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Aku masih menghitung hari dimana penantian aku akan berakhir,dimana emosi akan kerinduan akan mencair.ketika kehadiran membawa kehangatan bagi raga.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Kesabaran ku masih terus setia disana duduk bersandar dengan senyuman,setia menanti kehangatan berpulang..</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I masih disini,shirleynya ngga bakal kemana-kemana.dia masih terus disini.don’t be worry.<strong><em>sabarnya ngga akan pernah putus,ngga akan pernah abis,,</em></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Yang sayang gede sama ‘you’,</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
<strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>babybolobolo.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Shir.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
<strong></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>23:27pm</strong></span></div></div></div></div>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-2458402092832456422010-04-16T02:52:00.000-07:002010-04-16T02:52:39.206-07:00ily d.ily mom.. :)<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEEX12oJAwKRS6PVVJCOO7WAHb1QbEbj2BKuMYEO3YzyW1yx91GM_0_d8A-2NmvqbDvE-6sgVilsmFjwhjrWmY959U2Xelcc8CYme3dpr8g2osr27FS8BMhM9RlybXprczfIMVWXHE5PpJ/s1600/tres.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEEX12oJAwKRS6PVVJCOO7WAHb1QbEbj2BKuMYEO3YzyW1yx91GM_0_d8A-2NmvqbDvE-6sgVilsmFjwhjrWmY959U2Xelcc8CYme3dpr8g2osr27FS8BMhM9RlybXprczfIMVWXHE5PpJ/s320/tres.jpg" wt="true" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Ada dua alasan mengapa aku mampu mengembalikan senyum kepangkuanku</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Pertama ,Aku memiliki dia yang membawa aku kedalam sebuah kehidupan kosong pada awalnya.ya.itu ibuku..</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Kedua, aku memiliki seseorang yang mengisi kekosongan didalam hidup.dimana aku tidak pernah merasa takut akan sesuatu,dimana aku selalu merasakan sesuatu yang mereka sebut hidup.aku mampu menjadi sesuatu yang bersifat menenangkan,aku sanggup merayu air mata untuk menghangatkan hati.Ya,"dia"..dan akan selalu tentang dia.dan begitu banyak alas an,mengapa dia mampu merenggut lebih dari separuh jiwaku.aku memiliki sesuatu yang mereka tidak pernah rasakan,dimana aku belajar menempatkan kata sabar,menempatkan kata ikhlas di setiap bagian dalam sebuah buku,dia mampu mengusir kesepian di setiap bagian cerita..</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Ada saat dimana aku terpisah jauh,Seperempat jiwaku begitu hancur,begitu "dia" hilang,tapi entah mengapa air menenangkan hati,dia berbisik kepada kepingan jiwaku yang rapuh,bahwa dia melihatmu dari kejauhan.dia enggan membunuh rasa.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Entah,aku tidak pernah kehabisan akal untuk menulis ini,aku mencoba memperlihatkan tiap sisi kehidupan yang aku miliki.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Aku enggan mendahului waktu,karena waktu mampu menghadirkan kembali separuh kehidupan yang lenyap,karena waktu mampu merayu api untuk menghangatkan air walaupun mereka ‘tidak mungkin’ bersatu,karena waktu mampu menghibur air mata untuk menari bersama hujan sehingga air mata memiliki makna disetiap ia jatuh maka dia tidak pernah sia-sia.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Jika mereka berkata aku bodoh,karena selalu mengundang perih dan tangis,mereka jelas salah.Terlebih ketika mereka berkata,’’hidup macam apa ini,hanya tangis kosong.ini bukan bahagia,ini derita.” Justru mereka yang tidak mengerti hidup,ketika perih kehidupan menghadirkan kebahagiaan tersendiri,itu hukumnya,ketika manusia mampu melewati masanya mereka untuk duduk dan berdiam diri,suatu hari nanti mereka tidak lagi menghujat ketidakpantasan kehadiran dirinya terhadap kehidupan,tetapi mereka mampu berkata “ini hidup.” , dan tersenyum.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">i.l.y (",)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">10:49 pm</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">.shir</span></div>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-91591524218822097202010-04-11T04:07:00.000-07:002010-04-11T04:17:07.916-07:00dedicated for a guy,no one else.yea only one,it's him :)<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigBVrQDPw94zow6d9brzb_hyphenhyphen1aZjBSmMXjuyzFp1Tl9fQv1uAG0PaslCELdad3MlOlyU6SkqykaQthhngXYx8wkQFawW6E84oWibmPBuyqH5enegcGsbLvKZOfz0aPomkdtqAU-szgS8TF/s1600/xxx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigBVrQDPw94zow6d9brzb_hyphenhyphen1aZjBSmMXjuyzFp1Tl9fQv1uAG0PaslCELdad3MlOlyU6SkqykaQthhngXYx8wkQFawW6E84oWibmPBuyqH5enegcGsbLvKZOfz0aPomkdtqAU-szgS8TF/s320/xxx.jpg" wt="true" /></a>aku enggan berhenti menulis tentang dia,</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">ya dia.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">lagi-lagi dia..</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">sejenak hatinya pun merayu</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">dia meluluhkan emosi yang menggelapkan mata</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">sesekali aku kehilangan arah sesaat di pergi</div>dia sanggup menggembalikan senyum ke pangkuan<br />
disaat sesekali aku tenggelam bersama emosi<br />
dimana aku merasa penat dalam hidup<br />
seketika dia datang <br />
mengusir ego<br />
melenyapkan ragu<br />
dan aku<br />
kembali hidup.cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-54082992827070377252010-04-10T14:54:00.000-07:002010-04-10T14:54:45.431-07:00he said go fuck my self.im dyin ,yea im dyin a little more<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh61JhyixrtVuPNV0QbXO6FizCn7ATG2zlSds6LiVAev8svjXndDYJP9FSnPo6gTV2nJTmnuWdKGce0AMWhy_gag0zlaXYFE67QE_0Pi3d-n-CtFC1dn-7LQoOxNHwr1dkHWrYKLJl6oxyb/s1600/to+shir.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh61JhyixrtVuPNV0QbXO6FizCn7ATG2zlSds6LiVAev8svjXndDYJP9FSnPo6gTV2nJTmnuWdKGce0AMWhy_gag0zlaXYFE67QE_0Pi3d-n-CtFC1dn-7LQoOxNHwr1dkHWrYKLJl6oxyb/s320/to+shir.jpeg" wt="true" /></a></div><br />
baru setitik aku tersenyum,<br />
kesannya sudah 1000 tahun aku mati rasa<br />
sesaat aku berdiri,<br />
dia mendorong nya lagi,<br />
penderitaan menarik aku kembali kesana. <br />
dimana tempat ku terjatuh memanggil aku kembali<br />
mereka tidak lagi membutuhkan manusia bajing seperti aku<br />
aku bukan siapa-siapa <br />
aku bukan apa-apa <br />
aku tidak mempunyai sesuatu yang berharga <br />
enggan aku untuk bertahan <br />
semua yang hampir aku miliki sirna <br />
aku kembali mati <br />
senyum memilih untuk pergi dan enggan berpura-pura, <br />
jantung memilih untuk berpaling <br />
<br />
aku? <br />
aku mati.cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-55512323641925603922010-04-08T02:54:00.000-07:002010-04-08T02:54:40.971-07:00happy-happIER-HAPPIEST!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV6wy-shIIkO39rmWWs5LL_l2jvTvVbjPpBiAWQxCsekOjn8bHyBjo5lDTD57X0-B_Hnx7_pfGikou13x8o-q78byXY8YQJL4_O6Jx32i8n3w-3kmmZAnDQQ44z_gzwsbqmCryG0BwUUGp/s1600/EDITANDONGO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="126" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV6wy-shIIkO39rmWWs5LL_l2jvTvVbjPpBiAWQxCsekOjn8bHyBjo5lDTD57X0-B_Hnx7_pfGikou13x8o-q78byXY8YQJL4_O6Jx32i8n3w-3kmmZAnDQQ44z_gzwsbqmCryG0BwUUGp/s400/EDITANDONGO.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Aku yang seorang yang mencintai kehidupan,seketika membenci hidup,aku membenci waktu yang terus mengejar,aku yang membenci keadaan yang kian menusuk,aku membenci setiap binatang jalang yang mendua,aku membenci setiap buaya yang terus tanpa henti membuat cerita.hebat!</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Tiba-tiba aku ditawarkan selembar kertas putih pada permulaan.setelah ku perhatikan.itu tidaklah putih bersih.namun,penuh akan tinta.aku tidak sama sekali merusak kertas itu,corentan tinta yang bersebaran itu membuat aku mencintainya.entahlah.aku sendiri bingung.setiap mereka yang terus bertanya mengapa aku mencintainya,bagaimana aku bisa mencintainya tanpa syarat?</span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Dengan sederhana aku menjawab,itu bukan hanya sekedar kertas..dimana kertas itu merupakan gerbang kepada sebuah kanvas besar yang entah seberapa besar ukuran kanvas tersebut..kertas bertinta abstrak tadi mengajarkan aku untuk melukis.disana aku melukis dua makhluk hidup ,ya Cuma dua makhluk hidup yang berwarna hitam putih,kesannya hanya begitu saja,tapi jangan salah..karena itu mampu menghiburku,bahkan dia mengajarkan aku apa arti sakit,perih,air mata,yang aku simpulkan bahagia.</span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">kenapa aku tidak menggambar bentuk hati,pepohonan atu apapun itu,melainkan 2 manusia yang bergandengan,berwarna hitam putih dan tersenyum.setiap orang terus bertanya-tanya akan itu.</span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">ya,karena Cuma aku yang bisa membayangkannya </span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Itu kronologi cerita bagaimana aku dapat merasakan bahagia :)</span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">dedicated for someone out there.(",)</span></div>cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-77283096468002376372010-04-03T14:08:00.000-07:002010-04-03T14:08:38.783-07:00waktu senggang dikala laper.ketika sujudku terjawabdan ketika aku tidak lagi merasakan kata hambar<br />
saraf otak ku mulai melemas<br />
<br />
datang seorang burung yang sangat bersahabat,<br />
dia bertanya,"apa yang kamu cari kini?"<br />
aku mengangkat bahuku,<br />
dia bertanya lagi,"apa yang kamu tangisi?"<br />
kembali aku mengangkat bahuku..<br />
<br />
aku diam sejenak<br />
kemudian,<br />
aku berkata,"aku hanya ingin tau definisi bahagia.<br />
aku bisa mengejanya b-a-h-a-g-i-a,<br />
tapi aku buta akan artinya..<br />
bisa kau bantu aku simpulkan?"<br />
<br />
dia terdiam lalu pergi begitu saja..<br />
kembali aku duduk di tempat yang sama<br />
termangu atas definisi 'harapan'<br />
entahlah..cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-22915224585068400382010-04-02T04:14:00.000-07:002010-04-02T04:14:34.876-07:00suggested by mind trick.<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">when I'm lying</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPw-DUFk_Ac-t7K843l8NWYQLj1hMPXSouB8JfQrksQfFmtUMOcdk9M4IldwBVsIGeY9GkWIpNuIGkmNgF69ze-bKgBRrZ7oHM0MPhmF_kMGmMNs8996RyzYe7RP_wMOJM8BE83C75kDQB/s1600/brad1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPw-DUFk_Ac-t7K843l8NWYQLj1hMPXSouB8JfQrksQfFmtUMOcdk9M4IldwBVsIGeY9GkWIpNuIGkmNgF69ze-bKgBRrZ7oHM0MPhmF_kMGmMNs8996RyzYe7RP_wMOJM8BE83C75kDQB/s400/brad1.jpg" width="272" /></a><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">lying limp on moist soil</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">they ask me, what's it like?</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I smiled</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">was too sick, so I can not feel it ..</span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">it was enough to destroy everything,</span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">when I speak in front of a thousand birds,</span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I say what I want</span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">"I just want to grasp the water .."</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">but it was not enough to make all things better</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">master poet suddenly asked again</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">"I do not want any host</div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">give me a chance to grasp the water ..</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div>give me a chance to feel what they say 'happy' "cherliikecilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14925723164931009778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208270392264320484.post-45986728367052035872010-03-31T02:19:00.000-07:002010-03-31T02:21:32.337-07:00silly,,it's just my imagination!<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiarV3HfeE2GK2buGq40Rwe4wwx2Ld-l7uZloxNdyurwAFgsogwJBkiwn1jO5ixTZ_zPCRlpE9HXNdKqZij9hnMyEC4jx2ZS25Aa-G2Ln5NIMJiWK6bysmNWjg94pG4jqWWE3XE3M9-1RAB/s1600/beach+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiarV3HfeE2GK2buGq40Rwe4wwx2Ld-l7uZloxNdyurwAFgsogwJBkiwn1jO5ixTZ_zPCRlpE9HXNdKqZij9hnMyEC4jx2ZS25Aa-G2Ln5NIMJiWK6bysmNWjg94pG4jqWWE3XE3M9-1RAB/s320/beach+(1).jpg" /></a>if someone ask me what do i want now? i really want to spent time together with someone i don't know,i wanna see sunrise and sunset coincide on the day of my birthday..</div>someday,on thursday morning coincide on the day of my birthday,our body lie on this white sands,it's just you and me.one happy morning two people will share,where there's only us.one warm july hearts will see a world,where we could share our story,we laugh,smile..someday on thursday morning there'll be no tears,we'll see sun rising,from east to west,when you hug me tightly and say,<br />
"baby,i'm here.this is our first time watching sunrise.where it's just you and me.<br />
where i could see you smile..."<br />
then i said,<br />
"baby,thank you..i could see sunrise with you,finally..i could listen the wind and seas.and the best part is,right here with you..:)"<br />
then we will watch the sunset melt through an ocean blue,<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_6xvlw2PObQIMPiLm5nyBBpC0stVtRmJOKbkZajdBjg20-NOxGyL6lMajz6_ZIwvJE4zg-35fWvt05QefYH-2ER9uiWxWN7OOu9CnFPJ43enwunMsqHBHXNTMdpEAMpY7Xf_-KO6JW8cw/s1600/beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_6xvlw2PObQIMPiLm5nyBBpC0stVtRmJOKbkZajdBjg20-NOxGyL6lMajz6_ZIwvJE4zg-35fWvt05QefYH-2ER9uiWxWN7OOu9CnFPJ43enwunMsqHBHXNTMdpEAMpY7Xf_-KO6JW8cw/s320/beach.jpg" /></a>having dinner under the stars,there's a chocolate cake,we're wearing the same colour clothes,yeah it's white,i'm wearing a white dress,and you are wearing a white shirt and white pants,then we walking trough red roses on the sands,there's so much candles,</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">we'll dance all night long after dinner,<br />
then i said,"have you ever seen heaven yet?some people says,there's a place of great happiness, delight, or pleasure.</div>this is why they called heaven.i could feel it.like they said,"happiness"."<br />
i wish it isn't just an imagination :(<br />
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