Its hard to pretend you love someone when you don't but its harder to pretend that you don't love someone when you really do ..

You wondered how you’d make it through. I wondered what was wrong with you. Because how could you give your love to someone else, yet share your dreams with me? Sometimes the only thing you’re looking for, is the one thing you can’t see.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

Senin, 15 November 2010

home town (y)

I'm in Pagaralam now ! yey ! today is Idul Adha's Day :) I'm so so happy when I can come back again to my lovely home town, thanks God, Sir Usman :))

a few days ago, I cried in front of my classmates, I said I wanna go home, but I can go home now. Thanks for all your support guys, dewi sartika's members, scame, I really love ya guys !
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