Hakuna Matata

You think you know me? Think again.

[bookwild]

The Lux series by Jennifer L. Armentrout + instagram

[tiarasani]

love it

[hawktims]

I somehow knew that the particulars didn’t matter. She was my heart, she was half of me, and nothing, certainly not a few measly hundred miles, was ever going to change that.

Since You’ve Been Gone (Morgan Matson)

[insrgence]

The Raven Cycle + Youth by Troye Sivan

What if, what if we’re hard to find?

What if, what if we lost our minds?

What if we let them fall behind and they’re never found?

[tiarasani]

"Jealous" I'm jealous of the rain That falls upon your skin It's closer than my hands have been I'm jealous of the rain I'm jealous of the wind That ripple through your clothes It's closer than your shadow Oh, I'm jealous of the wind, cause [Chorus:] I wished you the best of All this world could give And I told you when you left me There's nothing to forgive But I always thought you'd come back, tell me all you found was Heartbreak and misery It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way You're happy without me I'm jealous of the nights That I don't spend with you I'm wondering who you lay next to Oh, I'm jealous of the nights I'm jealous of the love Love that wasn't here Gone for someone else to share Oh, I'm jealous of the love, cause [Chorus:] I wished you the best of All this world could give And I told you when you left me There's nothing to forgive But I always thought you'd come back, tell me all you found was Heartbreak and misery It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way You're happy without me As I sink in the sand Watch you slip through my hands Oh, as I die here another day Cause all I do is cry behind this smile [Chorus:] I wished you the best of All this world could give And I told you when you left me There's nothing to forgive But I always thought you'd come back, tell me all you found was Heartbreak and misery It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way You're happy without me It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way You're happy without me

[tiarasani]

“ So I told her like, "Oooh-oooh darling I feel like I am fallin' I think I'm in whatever-it-is-they-call-it I'm talkin 'bout loooooove My friends say I'm trippin' but, baby I don't really give a fuuuuuck Pardon my French, girl, I just wanna know what's up? (Ooooooh, oooooh, oooooooh) I told her we should kick it But all I heard was crickets “

This was one of my favorite scene in this movie called Endless Love. I did a little research actually, this movie was a remake from the same movie tittle Endless Love in 1980′something. The plot is still the same just a little bit of change in there and that, but I think those changing don’t ruin the story overall. 

When I first saw this movie I catch old or classic movie vibe in there. Everything is so cliche and I can’t seem to figure the real conflict in this movie, just a little bit of dramatic opinion. Because in real life like present time, those conflict seem just like old move, and just some conservative people think and did like that.

But overall I enjoyed this movie.

[tiarasani]

by the way up there is an opening of Pretty Little Liars Season 6B Spencer version and I love it very much

What am I up to untill this point is,

1. Writing review Me Before You by Jojo Moyes - because I can’t stand it anymore to tell the world I already read it and waiting the movie. I’m very thrilled. 

2. Waiting PLL to the end of this season - bye A! bye Spoby!

3. Finishing this K-Drama “Reply 1988″ - coz I’ve realized I really like this actor. and fyi, he has the unique smile.

4. Helping a friend to make a social media strategy for campaign - the reality is I suck at writing, and I don’t like this kind of job.

5. Searching the theme for my final essay or papers (?) - for all of you who is senior year in college all over Indonesia know my struggle.

So what are you up to this month? tell me about it!

[tiarasani]

“The very first time I heard and fall in love with this song was when I watch The Royals. And in this past three days I am not aware humming the refrain of this song.I hope you love it too! this is my song of the month what about yours?”

"Let It Go" From walking home and talking loads To seeing shows in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk To staying up and waking up with you But now we're slipping at the edge Holding something we don't need All this delusion in our heads Is gonna bring us to our knees So come on let it go Just let it be Why don't you be you And I'll be me Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze Why don't you be you And I'll be me And I'll be me From throwing clothes across the floor To teeth and claws and slamming doors at you If this is all we're living for Why are we doing it, doing it, doing it anymore I used to recognize myself It's funny how reflections change When we're becoming something else I think it's time to walk away So come on let it go Just let it be Why don't you be you And I'll be me Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze Why don't you be you And I'll be me And I'll be me Trying to fit your hand inside of mine When we know it just don't belong There's no force on earth Could make it feel right, no Whoa Trying to push this problem up the hill When it's just too heavy to hold Think now's the time to let it slide So come on let it go Just let it be Why don't you be you And I'll be me Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze Let the ashes fall Forget about me Come on let it go Just let it be Why don't you be you And I'll be me And I'll be me

[tiarasani]

He’ll be famous — a legend — I wouldn’t be surprised if today was known as Harry Potter Day in the future — there will be books written about Harry — every child in our world will know his name!

Professor McGonagall

[tiarasani]

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams

Elaeanor Roosevelt

[tiarasani]

Yap! I'm definitely in love with this trilogy. Kiera Cass really did a great job. I'm done with these book, but the story keeps playing in my head. · Illéa is a kingdom, originally called the United States of America way back before a rather nasty war (world war 4) with China. And then one of the worst things is, this country has to contend with are attacks from rebels to the north of the south. The north rebels just want to remove caste system-numbered One through Eight (One being the king, Eight being homeless)-, whereas the south rebels want to destroy the kingdom. This story is about America Singer from caste five whom selected to become part of reality show where at the end she might end up being queen. But imagine how awesome it would be to follow that competition? When the truth is first, America just want to get married with Aspen. Second, she wants to help her family economy. Third, she just want to be friend with prince Maxon. Four, there is someone who wants her to be queen. Five, she confused about her feelings whether she love Maxon over Aspen? · Of course, I'm part of Team Maxon for the beginning. By the way! Who doesn't love the story about a prince who in love with ordinary girl. Who??? A prince who say "break my heart. Break it a thousand times if you like. It was only ever yours to break anyways." I'm in love. . Try read it! You will love it! It's very addictive.

[tiarasani]

This is my female celebrity crush on September. Yeah!!! I have a big crush on Gigi Hadid. I Love the song! make me wanna touch/mess/dancing with my hair. Its very sexy song. Hahahahahahah

[tiarasani]

This is me. Trying. To be productive and use my brain again.

[tiarasani]

Miss this??? 🐣

[vintagesaltbackup]

Clueless production polaroids 

[tiarasani]

Ahhh it's so so cute

[tiarasani]

I like to save things. Not important things like whales or people or the environment. Silly things. Porcelain bells, the kind you get at souvenir shops. Cookie cutters you’ll never use, because who needs a cookie in the shape of a foot? Ribbons for my hair. Love letters. Of all things I save, I guess you could say my love letters are my most prized possession.

I keep my letters in a teal hatbox my mom bought me from a vintage store downtown. They aren’t love letters that someone else wrote for me; I don’t have any of those. These are ones I’ve written. There’s one for every boy I’ve ever loved-five in all.

When I write, I hold nothing back. I write like he’ll never read it. Because he never will. Every secret though, every careful observation, everything I’ve saved up inside me, I put it all in the letter. When I’m done, I seal it, I address it, and then I put it in my teal hatbox.

They’re not love letters in the strictest sense of the word. My letters are for when I don’t want to be in love anymore. They’re for good-bye. Because after I write my letter, I’m no longer consumed by my all-consuming love. I can eat my cereal and not wonder if he likes bananas over his Cheerios too; I can sing along to love songs and not be singing them to him. If love is like a possession, maybe my letters are like my exorcism. My letters set me free. Or at least they’re supposed to.

[tiarasani]

... "You smoke?" "Would you like one?" he asked. "No, I would not like one. Cigarettes are disgusting." "I don't have to smoke if it bothers you," he said, but the way he said it set me on edge. "It doesn't bother me," I said. "If you don't mind looking forty years old at twenty, smelling like an ashtray, and getting lung cancer, why should I?" ... #MaraDyer #NoahShaw #donotSmoke #TheUnbecomingOfMaraDyer

[tiarasani]

I don't have a favorite color, though I strongly dislike yellow. Horrid color.

Noah Shaw - The Unbecoming Mara Dyer, Michelle Hodkins