Life could be so much easier when we do what we wanna do.

 

What was left when that fire was gone?

I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what it's like moving on
And i don't even know what kind of things I've said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead
So, picking up the pieces, now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending Is starting again. 

 

 

I'm not gay, if you don't believe me you may ask my girlfriend, she's right outside.

 

Real tiring Monday. Just finished my art tuition a while ago and it went well as usual, but I got sleepy towards the end. Guess I'm bored with the details and colors, I wish I could do something different though.
I'm really tired and I wanna go bed, then never wake up again. Uhh, this is rest in peace. Anyways, I just wanted to keep my blog updated, peace and love guys.

When Freedom is Prison

I don't have the fucking freedom to post and write whatever I want to, cause someone's afraid that i might become bad.
I don't have the fucking freedom to make friends, cause someone's afraid that I might end up lost with them.
I don't have the fucking freedom to go to a party - a birthday party in fact - and I've got a fucking curfew! Cause someone's worried that himself wouldn't feel good if I go home at 10pm.
I don't have the fucking freedom to do what I wanna do, cause someone thinks I might do something bad or make him upset.
I don't have the fucking freedom to express myself, cause someone thinks it's bad.
I don't have the fucking freedom to wear what I wanna wear, cause someone thinks my outfit is too open - for Christ sake please, I know it myself which is short which is not.
I don't have the fucking freedom to be free.

Yes I am fucking controlled by my closest human being around me. I don't wanna waste my 16 for those unimportant, unreasonable NO FREEDOM shits! Why? *sob* but this is not entirely his fault, I should blame myself for not being mean and selfish enough to pursue my dreams and freedom.

Daddy's Got His Jean Paul Gaultier Parfum All Over The House

Parents are always the major problem for all of us teenagers, why? Because they don't understand us that is. Yes, I have younger sister who's kinda bitchy to me, blame on her brilliant brain! She's really smart, knows what to say or do, now this is fucking unfair. Unfair because I lose on every arguments, even with my parents. But now, everything will change. I tried to answer back every time when they're wronging me or in every arguments. I don't know, I think I should stood up, and stop myself from being a coward - not coward actually - or stupid. I should try to say something that would make them think I'm not afraid of you mom and dad, and so I did. I started answering them back. This is something good, but i have to do this, I'm not a 6 years old girl who puts on innocent face and being wronged by them, I'm sick and tired of being obedient all the time, I shall now stand on my own.

All right, I think I should stop whining about my parents, since I don't really care that much. So, daddy smells so good with his Jean Paul Gaultier, I don't know which collection it is in, but it smells really great. I really do hope I live in the US, just because there's 4 seasons there and you don't wear uniforms to school. That is the greatest thing for the kids who lives in Indonesia, I guess. I wanna wear Dolce & Gabbana's scarf, Burberry Prorsum's black leather coat, Dries Van Noten's dress, Dior high heel boots, and a Chanel purse. This is what I call heaven! And I'm going to pursue this very dream of mine, hopefully I could be a successful business woman in the future.

Stop stop stop, I'm really thinking so far, from parents to fashion attire to successful business woman. Really, I am dreaming HUGE.

First Semester exam is coming soon, just a couple of weeks away. And I haven't really studied THAT much, and I'm still here, shitting around like a mother fucker. History paper is held on this Thursday, that's just too fast is it? Well, my History teacher will be going home to her hometown, she's gonna get married soon. I wish her good luck and happy wedding!

Another Start of a New Blog

How many times will I have to do this? Keep questioning myself why and that's way too stupid cause I had like 5 or 6 unactive blogs. And now I'm starting another blog. Hopefully this blog goes well as planned and updated - that's like the most important thing - and I want this blog to be entirely myself, get what that means? Well, incase if you don't, I have the freedom and I have the rights to write and post whatever I want, I don't need your permission do I?

Well the I guess this is it. The first post, and it's done. LOL what am I doing? Anyways, there'll be updates - crossing my fingers - yes, imma update soon. Oh and the best part! I'm going to post some interesting pictures, I don't what, boobies I guess?