If Life’s Not Worth It, Why Not?
Death is not the opposite of life. Infact, it’s a new one, packed in whole different world. Life is a bitch, like everyone said. And it’s not worth it.
Why not? ☺
no longer about you. its about me. and some other else.
Death is not the opposite of life. Infact, it’s a new one, packed in whole different world. Life is a bitch, like everyone said. And it’s not worth it.
Why not? ☺
Lullaby of Birdland. Pen on paper, digital coloring. Feb 2012.
Rupanya, mata kita lebih suka bercakap-cakap dibanding lisan yang diukir oleh bibir kita masing-masing. Rupanya, kita sudah terbiasa bercerita dalam hening. Rupanya, kita semakin nyaman bersandar setengah beban badan, satu sama lain :}
I’m waiting for things to unfreeze
Till you release me from the ice block
It’s been floating for ages washed up by the sea
And it’s drowning, thought you should know that
This morning is one of the most bitter I have ever had. It’s my first bitter one in this year. Can’t even feel my tongue and lips.
Life is harsh, get used to it. Don’t be a baby.
Drop his name
Push it in and twist the knife again
Watch my face
As I pretend to feel no pain
Clouds of sulfur in the air
Bombs are falling everywhere
It’s heartbreak warfare
Once you want it to begin,
No one really ever wins
In heartbreak warfare.
I fall in love with you everytime I see your face.
I fall in love with you everytime we have a fight.
I fall in love with you every second you ask me to speak slowly, not as fast as I usually do.
I fall in love with you everytime we ran into the cinemas even the tickets are running out.
I fall in love with you when you’re getting serious with your PES game and console.
I fall in love with you everytime, every seconds we thru, me by myself, you by yourself, and us together.
I fall in love with you, when you’re being busy with your friends.
I fall in love with you, when you’re in front of your computer, working your ass off for your living.
I fall in love with you and I fall often, good times and bad times.
I fall in love with you when you’re mad at me.
I fall in love, with your messy beard on your face.
I fall in love with you, not recently, not yesterday, not months ago, and not this dawn.
I fall in love, with you, with different feelings each time, each time I fall in love with you.
I fall in love with you, everytime.
I just know, I fall in love with you.
I took my mom’s knitted sweater. I chose the colour carefully. I thought about colours you’d like, about gonna wear my hairpin or not, about my trousers’s folds. I estimated every minutes I’d spend along the way I would pick you up. I brushed my shoes before I left. I prepared my brightest smile for my entrance to your house. I set the camera on my cellphone so we can take our pic at the cinemas.
I thought I’ve prepared almost-everything, for us, until I realized, I haven’t prepare a shield for myself. A shield, for my feelings.
Another fall. This time, another fall.
Good guys, good guys,
I met one of you good guys, again
Good guy, good guy,
Why, I asked
We never meet in the right time
Good guy, good guy,
Now I can’t see you everyday, every dawn
“It’s just not the right time.”
Yes it is, good guy
Good guy,
Would you come around, stick around, again
Don’t have to be a good one
Let’s just stick around
Good guy,
You’re good guy
You’re just too good
Just like the movies.
That’s how it will be.
Cinematic and dramatic with the perfect ending, oh.
