December 2011
47 posts
Restless thinking about my research paper. I don’t know where to begin. Fuck, even the research topic still unclear. For the first time in a long time, I feel stupid. I’m not a quitter when it comes to education but this is hard. Dear god, help me out on this. I need direction to perfection.
Escapism: a mental diversion by means of entertainment or recreation, as an “escape” from the perceived unpleasant or banal aspects of daily life.
“My heart, so precious, I won’t trade for a hundred thousand souls yet your one...”
– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
Sememangnya aku bukan malaikat dan dia bukan Nabi. Tapi “bercinta lah kerana Allah”. Peringatan untuk diri sendiri.
“In truth everything and everyone
Is a shadow of the Beloved,
And our seeking...”
– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
This level of intimacy just doesn’t feel right. Let’s not get under my skin. Rimas.
I gotta see about a girl - Good Will Hunting.
The great depth of your own mind.
Why do people worry about little things? Live. Breathe.
And I am still hungry for holiday
That awkward moment when you are tired of doing nothing.
Jangan sebut aku perempuan sejati jika hidup hanya berkalang lelaki tetapi bukan berarti aku tidak butuh lelaki untuk aku cintai - Ontosoroh.
“What hurts the soul?
To live without tasting
the water of its own essence....”
– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
bila kesepian datang menyapa
Yang mati adalah hati.
Hanyut dan hanyut lagi.
Aku yang lali dengan bosan. Bosan aku dengan penat, bosan aku dengan rutin. Bila bosan mula menyelubungi, lari.
Lupe Fiasco - Daydreamin’
Inhale exhale.
Irregular heartbeat and headache, most of the time. I don’t know why I still hold on to you.
November 2011
21 posts
“My heart will never seek another heart,
Or smell another flower, knowing you....”
– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
Bila sepi datang menemani malam. Terduduk terpaku mengenang nasib.
