once i left my junior high school, i lost my inspiration on writing

currently wearing: taya's white tee with "world without strangers" on it, black skinny jeans which i often wash, my black converse sneakers, my hair done, and a lot of bracelets

i just got home from my week end activities. this week has been crahh-zie. i spent my energy too much. i often being in home. i miss my parents damn much. they still on outside jakarta. for about a week that feels like forever.

today they planned to be home. great. but i think i must be at bed when they arrive. they told me they'll be home at about 3 in the morning. at least they are home. i'll wake up at 3 in the morning just to make sure that they are here. i miss them like no words will ever find it.

i need them now. i just still wonder about Whys that keep roll

ing in my head. why they've got to leave me when i really need to be on their side?

i feel totally strange.

i dont think that my high school serve a thing called happiness. i don't find that thing. even i've tried the best i can do. it just feels impposible to me to find them.

and the other problem comes to love.

i trapped in a cage which held by a guy who loves to pl

ay with love, who thinks that love is a game that is fun to play with. but oh geez, why it has to be me?

he says he loves me, he says he loves her, he says he loves the other her. and the other and the other.

it's talking about a bizzare love fucking triangle

geez why i HAVE to trapped in this cage. AGAIN?

oh and Iano made this for me. i dont know why it's worth more than a picture for me. my heart always be gnawed up everytime i see this. will this become my next phobia or something?