But when love is real, there’s no counting, no hidden plans.
True love isn’t jealous, doesn’t shout, doesn’t demand,
and it keeps on beating even without your answer.
slowly realized
there is nothing wrong with what happened
yesterday doesn’t mean anything
today’s expectations mean nothing
tomorrow’s outcome have no relation with me
Nobody talks enough about how healing it is to become a beginner again.
To try pottery.
To learn a language.
To start baking.
To paint badly.
Just for the joy of it.
one of the main reasons i’m so gentle with myself is cause i believe i’ve already experienced enough hardship in my life. i’ve already been mishandled and undervalued by others and myself at times. so i deserve more patience, forgiveness, and consideration at this point.
3 Mantra Hidup :
1. Let Them (Biarkan Mereka)
Berhenti mengontrol tindakan orang lain. Ketenanganmu terlalu mahal utk itu.
2. It Will Pass (Ini Akan Berlalu)
Kecewa, rasa sakit, lelahmu hari ini tidak abadi, ini hanya tamu sementara.
3. Time Will Tell (Waktu Akan Menjawab)
Kamu tidak harus paham semua alasan dibalik takdir yg patah hari ini. Letakkan dlu kepalamu yg bising, biarkan waktu yg bekerja merapikan apa yg blm sempat kamu mengerti.
post 30 hour after Half-Marathon : still feeling shaggy, lethargic but cant sleep, perhaps too much energy gel. and no appetite, looking at food discouraged me in a very bad way.
fluid, only plain water
working, still halfhearted
i am not sure if i am being unreasonably sensitive and growing my own fictional butterflies or it is indeed that particular someone is feeding me butter and it flies inside me 🧈