I hope you get it when I say, " I hate you for...
“I tried my best”, or “You did your best, its okay.” One of the Most known line of self belief said by the human race. But to some, maybe trying was never enough. We all try, some very hard, and some not so. Doesnt really matter what may the purpose be there for. But for a certainty, its whether the outcome would please yourself or others. When it comes to pleasing...
Irsyad : Dude what should we call it?
Fitri : Call it Power Rangers.
Irsyad : PFFT bahahah. Why?
Fitri : Cause you know how the Power Rangers always have different colors? well, the rap we did, highlights on the different moments and parts of the recording we just did, and what made it special, and the meanings that would suffice for different people.
Irsyad : THE FUCK DID YOU GET THAT FROM?
yeah, I messed up. Doesnt give you the right to...
The fate of having that happiness, is almost as hard seeing through a brick wall. Things lay down where there suppose to. Breaching the next level easier than ever thought of. Kicked away like an unused bottle thrown away. That bratty little kid, that couldnt resist but to just kick it away. Hearing a friend of mine, saying out of no where ” we’re all waiting for that spark...
Irsyad Izmi I have your underwear. Do NOT make me...
Rap battle, round 2
Irsyad : i dont know what a kancil is doing there, passing by.. when actually all of us feeling high.
Fitri (me) : aku nak rap melayu. Try benda yang baru. Itu bukan kancil, itu Taxi. Kau dah buta ke baby?....
when a person says, she’s “one in a million”. Its not cause...– It may sound jumbled up, but if you actually tried understanding word by word. You gotta admit, it means something. The things you realize when you least expect it.
Irsyad : come on man, i just totally owned you. Try do a comeback man. Its easy, your words would flow along.
Fitri (me) : okay.. listen up... uh, uh,.. yeayh,. FUCK YOU.
Sometimes, sleep is the only thing that seems easy to understand. Easy and nothing to bother but just the alone time you have with just pure empty-ness lurking around the brain. Nothing to over think. nothing to over-do. Guess its true when people say death easy. And life is hard. Cause as words describe it. Theres nothing i can say to deny that fact. Im tired. just tired.
good night fucked up world.
i need a fucking break from all this crap.
Cut it short
If I didnt feel like you were my life and soul, i wouldnt have been wasting my time. Whats so hard with giving things a chance?