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Keberterimaan is such an underrated word. Setiap ada yang curhat hal-hal cukup pelik yang belum ada solusi duniawinya, gue sering banget ngomong, " you gotta embrace the emotions" atau "lo harus bisa berterima aja", yang most of the time   malah dinyinyirin atau dinyolotin karena kedengerannya super klise dan "yaelah gampang banget lau ngomong". Things are easier said than done , that's for sure  - but that doesn't make it less true . Setidaknya buat gue. Ketika semesta menghujani lo dengan berbagai tonjokkan bertubi-tubi, ketika secara emosyenel maupun fisikel lo semua diserang, ketika lo ngerasa hidup lo nggak mungkin bisa lebih sucks lagi tapi dibuktikan bahwa masih ada lagi state-state  lebih rendah di hidup ini, ketika lo ngerasa lo kayak lagi dikutuk sampe berasumsi bahwa di hidup sebelumnya mungkin lo adalah seorang diktator berdarah dingin yang menyiksa kehidupan masyarakat, ketika rasanya kayak hidup di living hell, di titik itu pili...

10 am. Sippin' this surprisingly good hot Macadamia Cocoa Cappucino (probably the best Starbucks' seasonal drink 'cause the rest of it tastes just like weird different kind of sugar) under this fricking cold air conditioner. They played some Sufjan Stevens-ish woman vocals as I walked in, but currently playing some jazzy-non-klcbs tunes, and whichever is fine -this Starbucks also happened to has the best playlist of all the Starbucks (even better than that one in Oakwood, their playlist is trash). All in all, this attempt on starting my day right went quite well so far. At times when I was so emotionally drained (which happens too often), the best way to keep my sanity is to actually step outside, and cherish what there's to be cherished. Most times I would just cried all day (well not literally, tho, probably just every 30mins for 8 hours straight), and that makes me stop functioning all day too. I was almost did the lying-in-the-dark-no-sunshine mode this morning, b...

“This song is fucking great.” That’s what you said as your car stopped at the red light. The intro to the song came on and turned out to be something so familiar from my childhood. “Whaaat I know this song! Never listened to it in years!” I said in excitement of rediscovering a good song from years ago, forgetting it even existed. You just nodded and smiled, the hook was in and you started to sing. I stopped and stared at you for a moment, you were always singing -and you were always so into it. Your driver seat turned into a stage. I’d remember every little detail of you singing, the simplest thing I was weirdly so in love with. You grabbed my bottle of water, using it as your microphone. I giggled, using my phone as a microphone, and joined you for the refrain. I know the last page so well, I can't read the first So I just don't start it's getting worse I wanna know what it’s like on the inside of love. Standing at the gates, I see the beauty above. It was...