Aku...
Aku menata puing-puing porselen yang pernah pecah terbelah itu. Lalu aku meniti jejak dan menanti waktu terhenti sejenak. entah sampai kapan kegelisahan menjadi sahabat dekat. Aku hanya ingin seseorang yang mencintaiku memeluk erat.
I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman ... Life is not rational; it is just mad and full of pain. Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions. You are a sexual angel, but you're an angel just the same. You are a narcissist. That is the raison d'etre of the journal. Journal writing is a disease. But it's all right. It's very interesting. - Anais Nin
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