Arse msg

He called me again. My ex.
The more he called, the more realized I am.
He was meant to be out of my equator, was a generous act of invisible hands of the lord.
Salvation.
Rescue.
Prevent.
I'm saved. For now.
I realize, I can see it clearer,
My ex was, is, will be, an arse.
He might be a great smart wise guy in his business world. But as a man, he fails.
And yet, he still thought I'm his ho.. Unpaid ho..
Arse.

msg, glad we could be in this situation.
now, we both are free from each other..
terrible stories we had, yet so honeyful.. mouthwatering..

ahh..
goodbye, oldlove.. oldfriend.. olddream..

for my exs..

yes, i can do this.

now, it is legal for you to despise me.

not that worthy girl..

wanna go,then go..

im living mylife now.

i share what you saw for others..

Percakapan dua anti cicak

Participants:
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gayuko, capheeey

Messages:
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capheeey: cawik maksote?
capheeey: huwek
capheeey: wekekek
gayuko: Wes baca to
gayuko: Blog kecowa
gayuko: Hii
gayuko: Hiii kompi lame bgt
gayuko: Gw pgn macbook!!!
capheeey: eh iyo
capheeey: blon buka td dksntor
capheeey: blon sempet
capheeey: sek tak liyate
capheeey: wes dbales
capheeey: huh!!!
capheeey: sebeeellll
gayuko: Nggih
gayuko: Sampon
capheeey: gw jd ngebayangin tu makluk
capheeey: mulut lancip bkaki 4 dan bebuntut hiiiiyyyy
capheeey: sebelllll
capheeey: mata suks jelalatan
capheeey: hiiiyyyy
gayuko: Tukan bener
capheeey: kmaren ada d kmr mandi
capheeey: siiii?!
gayuko: Org parno tu karena doi terlalu detil
gayuko: Meratiin sst
capheeey: die emg tukang intiiiip
capheeey: apalagi moyangny tuuu
gayuko: Boyooooo
capheeey: si t***k
gayuko: Huwaaahah
gayuko: Ihhh
gayuko: Jayyyyyy
gayuko: Hjjiiii
capheeey: kpn ya rumah/kos bebas c**** n t**** ?
gayuko: Ccck lbh gede
capheeey: yahaaaa
capheeey: sebel kaaaan
gayuko: Aparytemen juga ga bebas ko
capheeey: knapa ya kok mereka lbh mgelikan dbanding buaya?
gayuko: Hyuuuhhhhh
gayuko: Huwek
gayuko: Karena mulus
gayuko: Ga bruntusan ky boyo
gayuko: Ga ada kerutan
capheeey: hiiiiyyyyyy
capheeey: sebeeeellllllllll
capheeey: hiïîìįíįÿÿjjÿ
capheeey: æåãâ
capheeey: w
capheeey: ęęę

cccck saiyaul

gw gangerti knapa gw gugel tu nama. lima hurup. cm pgn ngebuktiin kata2 temen gw, kalo digugel lima kata itu jadi bias. bias gender kali..
pdl ih, gw nggak bgt!!
tp akhirnya gue gugel juga gitu aja.
resultnya:
1. c**ak man.. film malay
2 c*c**-c*c** di dinding.. lagu jadul
3. c**ak. blogspot
4. ci**k vs bua*a
baru di sela2 itu ada gambar menjijikkan itu.. lengkap dengan buntut dan empat tangan dgn jari2 buntet dan bibir lancipnya itu..
huweeekkk bergiduiiiiikkk..

pengalaman menegangkan gw dgn mahluk itu dah brapa kali sejak sd. dari doi masuk gelas minum gw, masuk pepaya, masuk kue semprong, keinjek kaki gw yg gw pikir itu bungkus pisang-hii dingin gitu rasanya, lembek, dan bercair.. huwaaaa-, mati nempel ditembok blk kasur asrama, bauuu jadi putih. ihhhh gw bwnciiiii bgt ma tu mahluk. bahkan waktu smp, buku biologi yg isinya gambar cicak gw tutup pake karton biru. yg sekali2 gw intip untuk bergidik.

sekarang..
kata c**** itu malah jadi bahasan resmi di dpr. kyut sih bapak2 berkemeja rapih bilang 'ini ciccak dan buaayyyyaa harus di...'
awch that's cute..
bukan cuma 'cic** di dinding...' ato 'lelaki bu**a darat..'
tapi di dpr men..
tetep aja. gw masih sebel ama ccccc yang masuk lemari baju gw yg ga sengaja kebuka itu.. hiiii help.. jasa penyadapan ccccc

itu nungging

gw ga bisa lupa. saat ia disini, di kamar ini. terlentang menantang melonjak2..
uhh betapa aku ingin melupakannya. melupakan keberaniannya datang, menyingkirkan kerapuhannya yang menakutkan..
ingin kusingkirkan..
tapi tak berani..
bajing. an.
dasar kecowak sialaaannn..
hiks.. ince.. bantu aku singkirkan benda sial itu.. ewww..

dengan delapan tusuk2 kecilnya yang merangkak2 di udara, rasanya seperti mencakar2 aku..
ihhh
i bloody hate cowak!!
huwaahhhh
antenenya lagi yg gerak2.. hii

...

apa gue jadi parno gini
gara2 gue meratiin satu barang dgn detil trus ya? coba kalo gue ga meratiin detil. kali aja gw ga separno ini. ihhh that happens in life too?

to show the truth or never?

when you know, the ability of saying the right words, good communication, is out of your talent. only saying the truth. decent values, in your own table.

there are times, we don't say, there are times we do.

guts, heart, instinct, lead you to choose the time.

ah,

bad decisions..

i made..

im tired to veil all.

i want to unveil all.

sure, only few could accept.

ive to remember that..

setiap pulang rumah, rasanya kayak gue tuh jadi manusia paling berdosa di seluruh dunia...

the most sinful lady in the whole world..evrytime i see my family.
not because i am so.
but the way i got treated, turns i believe so i am.
gosh..
have you once got wounded in any part of your body? your finger got cut, your feet step on nail, when your teeth has problem with tooth decay..
they all are so bloody hurt..totally..
now, this is what i feel.
inside.
all your body shivering to hold the pain..
that is what i feel evrytime i meet mom, pa, mas, mbak, dek..
i m so dirty..
just like what my little brother did.
he suddenly read me holy quran out loud and did annoying thing like, discussing religion with pa out loud, in the reason of 'making me awaken', back to the right way..
ah..
i am so sinner..
for them..
what if i am?
i do. want to change.
want to be free, unleash all this.
to strip down.

i am broken heart.
of evrybody i love.
every one of it

i give in, all.
and i am taken, all.

help.

yes.
they all are
farewell fucks.
none
more

for girls,
all fucks
are hello

don't read it. i mean it.

it should've been the dream job. academically dream job.
but i'm not sure anymore.
my passion on philosophy is not as huge as it was back in college.

my life is always based on passion.
being passionate.
when i'm not, i lose it all.
and i always lose it.

need to know what's the passion was..
back in childhood.
nope, they're not being a teacher, not academically genius nobel woman, nor being astronot.
dreams of color, dance, to be free, to feed poor people in ethiopia, a princess, those were the dreams i had in innocence times.
now?
have no clue..
i want to lose this tied
be free..
im not ready for the job commitment!!
imagining this ties is forever..
dude, even my boyfriend would never last that long

i guess the biggest passion i want has received no mutual response, instead, i am being ditched..

passion and pride.
those are my formula.
stupid girl.

crap

i know what's the end..

a glimpse of honey drop
is all i want.
for the richest drop i ever taste of..

then..
you may go