Not updating? Nah.

I know it has been many days I have not touch this little space. But something that I never thought of, some one who would really reads it anyway. I often would give up, “give up” on something that I wasn’t given attention to or not going to give attention at all. And yes, I… Continue reading Not updating? Nah.

Last days of 2017.

Well, everything comes and goes with a blink of eye. This year is a shitty yet not so shitty year to me. Despite my relapse wasn’t that often that often this year, which I’m totally grateful for, but there are so much more I came across that shook me off at a snap. Although I… Continue reading Last days of 2017.

The distortion 

Yup, TALKING ABOUT DISCOMFORT over my life since yesterday, I am going to talk about another topic that makes me feels eerie minie of myself. It is a part I hardly open up to anyone, even my own parents, and hardly wanted to dig it up to make myself looks “bad” to anyone. I, always felt… Continue reading The distortion¬†

Farewell, Chester.

There was this one time where I’m holding a pen knife against my wrist, almost cutting it off at some random place while listening to radio so I won’t die lonely in a sense.  And this song came up out of the sudden: “The cycle repeatedAs explosions broke in the skyAll that I neededWas the… Continue reading Farewell, Chester.