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Corrupted File: ... F... that's what I feel right now ... and that's what you get!
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A Letter.
Dear, you.
An unforeseeable circumstance happened when we are trying to build good communication and planning to do the great project:
It’s been months since you vaguely “left” me again for the umpteenth times. That time when you “left” me, I was broke like hell. Unlike the other times which I felt “oh. okay” and then I can act normally. Why is it being so different? because this time, I eventually knew that you like me too, you want to serious with me, you directly talked to my brother, and not even told me a bit. I was surprised. Including what you’ve talked to him AFTER you stated you wanna serious with me. I don’t know what happened to you at that time, but I feel like you just wanna rush. Did I get you right? Just so you know, when you feel the storm inside you after that time, I feel like I want to meet you and make it clear. Even though I’m not ready to see each other grieve face.
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Dude, don't you know that I liked you and admired you in silence since 4 years ago? I even still remembered what you wore for the very first time when I saw you. I even still remembered when you chat me for the very first time (for organization thing purpose). I even still remember how you were trying to make me calm and before that you asked me “are you okay?” after some seniors ‘attacked’ in a panel meeting. I even still remembered the random email that you sent where you invite me to share my fav songs and also yours. I even still remembered I ever initiative to collected your poems and then submit it to the competition (of course with your permission). I even still remembered my impromptu act which is somewhat silly where I bought you a box of ice cream in the train station right before you left Jakarta for work in East Java. I even still remembered the way you gave me books through asking a question and ever cancelled to give because you saw that my backpack was full. I even still remembered that I’m the first one who told you that you got a scholarship thru captured your name and sent it to you because I saw your name on the list (and I bet you forgot about it already). I even still remembered the story when you and my brother are in the same town, same event and then you greet him and introduced your self and told: I’m your sister’s friend. I even still remembered every place and every spot that we ever visited then had a chit-chat about your family (not for a dating, of course, but you cunningly find an appropriate way to be able to meet me, ‘cause you never brave enough to do it to me and somehow I feel that you honoured me).
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Dude, I also know the unimportant things about you in the past. Okay let me tell you; I know all the girls you have approached, I know every poem that you made refers to who, I know the symptom of yours when you were trying to build a relationship and when you ended with someone. I know, dude. I bloody know the bad of you. Regardless of those things, you’re still one of the most inspiring people for me,. I’m grateful to meet you und Ich stolz auf dich; you’re smart, warm (and cold at the same time), calm, benign to the elder, you resented rarely, you’re lack of smile, and you’re the men (after my brothers) who often appeared in my mind when I need to consult something important.
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These days, I caught you are close to someone. I stealthy could see it through your posts. I don’t know whether this time you are really serious or merely for the sake of revel and not being alone anymore, ‘cause the last time when you were showing that you close to someone (when you’re overseas - and oh gosh, like this time) I also thought that will be the last, but in fact, it’s not. Honestly, I’m a bit disappointed knowing you relapse like this again. If you think I’m jealous, definitely you wrong. I’m not jealous you already found another one. I already accepted whoever will be my partner in life. The reason because I thought you will be more focused on your study and preparing the all aspects for marriage. I’m pretty sure you know that your way at this time isn’t a right way. Re-read what you wrote about it and remember your father’s advice, so, you could be reminding yourself. We all know that we never want an easy love.
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Dude, Ich werde euch nie vergessen. I do hope we could talk each other like a coward, so whenever I need you to share your point of views on something, I wouldn’t feel awkward to ask. I do hope we could meet inadvertently. I do hope I could be more fathom on you. I do hope you always chipper.
Unfortunately, you have chosen this way and there’s nothing I can do.
H,
06/2018.
Random Letter #1
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Writing 101:Day Five: Random Letter (be brief)
Writing 101:Day Five: Random Letter (be brief)
You’ve just left on your trip thinking the worst and praying for the best.
I wish I could let you know about the letter that just came for you.
I opened it hoping for the best. Our prayers are answered. Your son is fine and will make a full recovery.
This will be confirmed for you shortly when you arrive. I wish you could read this letter now but I know you will be informed of the good news…
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Bila ini adalah akhir, aku bersyukur pada Tuhan untuk tiap langkah yg telah ditapaki. Ada ketulusan dan keikhlasan yang menghaluskan langkah kaki untuk menapaki. Akhir dari sebuah babak toh adalah aeal dari babak lainnya.
Bila ini adalah awal, aku berdoa agar Dia memberikan keteguhan hati saat badai silih berganti menguji fondasi hati.
Hati yang mengucap syukurlah yg dapat menanggung…
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Dear friend/brother, you really are a magnificent young man. I look up to you so much. And even though we aren't even related, you feel more like a brother to me than my own brothers. I want you to know I will never hold your past against you cause I see how hard you are trying to overcome it. Addiction isn't easy, even at a young age, but I'm always going to be there to bring you back up to the top when you relapse. And I promise you that I am never going to leave your side as long as you want me there. I want I see you prosper. Your meant for more than drugs, alcohol and jail. I see you doing something great for your life and others around you. Never let that smile fade, baby boy cause your bright green eyes and belly laugh are what I live to see and hear everyday. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry you got that short stick to life. I'm sorry that at such a young age you have seen so much pain. I wish I could help your daddy and your mother. I'm sorry they act that way. But don't ever believe what they say, it's the opiates speaking for them. They don't mean it. Their divorce wasn't your fault. Their addictions aren't your fault. Your brothers handicap is not your fault. You are a man, even if you choose to stand down from that fist fight. You are a good person. And you will amount to something. Everything. I'm going to be there and sit with you when you have anxiety attacks, which come far too often these days. And I will hold your hand in the dark cause I know how you are afraid. And most of all I'm going to be that shoulder to cry on. Or that body to yell at. Because you hold in to much of the pain and guilt. I'm going to fetch your inhaler and fan you until my arms go numb when you have an asthma attack. And most of all, I'm going to love you beyond your wildest dreams. You mean so much to me. And you deserve to know what love feels like. I'm always a phone/text away. I'd drive half way across the country for you.