aku udh 10taun lebih ga ngobrol sama ayah. semalem beliau terbang langsung ke jogja krn tau aku lg sakit. hari ini ditungguin bener² seharian, makan disuapin dielus² rambut nya krn gabisa tidur. pas beliau mau pulang, aku minta dipeluk sambil nangis sesenggukan
Ada anak yang DINGIN sama orang tua, tapi HANGATNYA MINTA AMPUN kalau sama temen. Rame, apa aja diobrolin.
Di situ peran dan kehadiran orang tua perlu dipertanyakan.
Anak gak selalu salah, dan orang tua gak selalu benar. Fakta ini terlalu keras untuk masuk ke telinga mereka. Тарі gapapa.
carats to svt : seventeen, let’s be together for a long, long time.
svt to carats : nothing is forever but we will challenge eternity.
with seventeen, ‘forever’ feels safe 🫶🏻
masih keinget parah nya morning sickness sebulan terakhir ini, susah nya makan, mau bangun dari kasur susah banget. trs skrng ngerasain sakit yg lebih sakit dari kemarin.. tapi tetep ga berani ngomong ke siapapun. takut bikin kecewa lagi :)))
blm sempet diumumin udh ilang duluan. jujur aku ga berniat buat ngilangin dia, aku menerima dia dengan suka cita. bahkan rela kehilangan cowoku demi mempertahankan dia. takdir emang suka lucu ya
Seeing Louis, Harry, Zayn and Niall being active again should make me feel nothing but happy.... New music. Tours. Announcements. Stages lighting up again, part of me is happy for them, truly.
But another part of me breaks every single time.
Because Liam should be here too. He should be announcing his solo tour. He should be teasing dates, rehearsing late nights, smiling that proud smile he got when things finally felt right. He should be releasing LP2, the album he worked so damn hard on, the one he believed in, the one that meant growth, healing, honesty.
Instead, it feels like he’s slowly being forgotten by most... As if his name fades a little more each time the world moves on.
And that hurts in a way I can’t explain properly. Because Liam loved this. Music. Performing. Connecting. Creating. He loved being on stage. He loved giving everything he had to the people who listened.
He’s not here to do what he loved most. Not here to feel the crowds, not here to hear his own songs sung back to him, not here to see how far he’d come.
And my heart aches for him. For everything he still had ahead of him. For everything he deserved to experience.
I’ll always celebrate the others but I’ll always mourn Liam. Because his absence is loud, and his silence is heavy and the world feels unfair without him in it. 💔