Les grandes pensées viennent du coeur.
(The greatest thoughts come from the heart)
Vauvenargues // 6 August 1715 – 28 May 1747
its kind of ridics when someone ask a location or something else and we're acting so nice, give the damn right clue without knowing who is the person exactly. its nice to be stranger. or asking them :)
sometimes its good to not knowing something.
kemarin salah satu orang terdekat saya bilang akhir2 ini saya malesin.
i just dont know what the heck is going on down here, inside my brain. i miss the moment when we dont know each other, but finding out. i miss the moment when he asked me to somewhere or gave me something that i really want that (thing or place) so bad and i felt there's fireworks show in my mind.
entah saya atau dia yang menjauh.
im so scared if we're becoming strangers. but wait? they're nice arent they?
they do. but they're not if they are you. your heart is too good to be forgotten. because The greatest thoughts come from your heart.
this post is for anyone. who feel like this.
i miss you.