&& now, i've realized that people are like cars coming from different towns. they cross our lives but leave them after some time.

Though you're someone in this world that i'll choose to love, from now on, you're only someone that i used to love.

If i could sum up all the causes of hurt, pain and hatred in one word, it would be expectations.

we all shouldn't have too much of it.

I notice that everytime we draw hearts, we always color it red. and so i realize that every heart was made to bleed.

I don't know what being mature is like.

but i think it's when i grow up enough to finally be able to joke about the things that once broke my heart.

My heart broke into pieces when you told me you love her.

I'm not a good lover. i mess up. i get jealous easily. i'm too much sensitive when it comes to my love && i get mad often. but there's one thing i do love about myself: i don't play someone's feelings.

Without you, my life is like fsdhgjhugtierowaofbpwf..
it makes no sense at all.

It's okay to look back at the trash you've thrown away. but never pick it up again. it's DIRTY..

It doesn't mean that you feel so much pain, you made the wrong decision.

doing the right thing can also be painful.