An introvert who is desperately in love with music, photography, culture, stories, outer space and anything that could be considered as art. Been cursed and blessed by the thing I believe it's called Rhotacism. Thought I was lost when I found myself studying in the faculty of literature and culture. Glad enough to grow up in South Jakarta, Indonesia.
Find me in other galaxies:
Let it die and get out of my mind We don’t see eye to eye Or hear ear to ear
Don’t you wish that we could forget that kiss And see this for what it is That we’re not in love
The saddest part of a broken heart Isn’t the ending so much as the start
It was hard to tell just how I felt To not recognize myself I started to fade away
And after all it won’t take long to fall in love Now I know what I don’t want I learned that with you
The saddest part of a broken heart Isn’t the ending so much as the start The tragedy starts from the very first spark Losing your mind for the sake of your heart The saddest part of a broken heart Isn’t the ending so much as the start