Despair. Thwarted. Anguish. Dejected. Infuriated.Don't ever give me high hopes and then suppress it in the end. Don't wanna jubilate my 19th. I rather sulk at home. Or rejoice with a shimmy to blasting music.
"Ku tahu ku takkan selalu ada untukmu
Disaat engkau merindukan diriku
Ku tahu ku takkan bisa memberikanmu waktu
Yang panjang dalam hidupku...."You asked me to be frank, so then I did. And you denied it being with what I studied you are. If you can enjoy and lead life as
unmated, don't stop me from doing so. Nothing stays permanent if you don't work for it. Nothing change if you don't admit it.
Ouh yea, btw, I hope you won't be able to find out my favourite flower. It's not worth for me to awe at.