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Lost Sight, Found Strength

The path is so dark and dim, but Julie keeps walking. She is scared, yet her adrenaline makes her look back several times, urging her to walk faster with each step. She wonders why she can't move faster and then realizes it's just her thoughts getting wilder the longer she's on the road. She shouldn't have chosen this path—terrified and confused. She's already halfway through. It sucks. The only way is to adapt, over time. She has one more block, two more, and again she convinces herself it's just one more step to her destination. She's no longer afraid when she starts looking at the sky instead of the road. The evening feels scarier when it's right in front of our eyes, but when it's above, the stars are beautiful. The cold air on her skin feels warmer as her mind grows calmer. Gently, she realizes that she's no longer worried. In fact, she's arrived, in no time. -- I think loneliness comes from the mind. It's not about being surrounded ...
Do you know why it's hard to say goodbye? Because we afraid if our memories might not be able to remember them, rightly. The fact is, goodbye means good. No matter how hard.
~Aurora Esterlia

Stay to Melt

We met on the street Public transportation indeed We look to one another And we talk of every things That you married with a kid We both were in the journey Then I said "Have a time with me" So you walk for free You never doubting me And there's a house and him I hold his hand and we both get in Just in time and you learning me The way I talk, silent, then laughing The comfort came through like years And not a second you rest to love me Not quiet but riot The more like it's him all along And feels no need to moving on But, I never lied He is just a friend of mine My family he adores And he wants him there To keep hold my hand So my trembles gone He knows he melts my heart We came through the gate For the past he left behind "Stay", someone said "I know" I said And, "Stay", he whispered me But, I let him go anyway It was me all along To show him the truth That he s...

My Wedding Playlist

1. "Nothing Better" by Brown Eyed Soul This song makes me wonder, every single time I hear it. Because it's korean song and I have no idea what they're talking about actually, the real meaning of the song # fufu . I did karaoke the song with translation lyrics, my own translation, which is not bad . Actually, it's wonderful. It's about a man finally find the true woman he should spend the rest of his life with. 2. "L.O.V.E." by Nat King Cole I guess it's everyone favorite. 3. "The Scientist" by Coldplay I want this song to be on my wedding because relationship is about try, and try, and keep trying. And, I'm not a fan of Coldplay, really. So, this song is the first time I heard it and cried. Like, " This is relationship. " 4. "Make You Feel My Love" by Adele This is for my future husband . To tell him, how much I truly love him. 5. "All I Ask of You" by Phantom of The Opera Phantom of The Oper...

For Tree

I made this story for truly someone with a great person. He's really my favorite actor, right now, from Hollywood. You know, it makes me feel like Alexandra from Fangirl Series . Like, every season, or months, I can change the favorite actor. So, yeah, it's sad. Like Loving A Gy Series is basically a story that I make for my favorite actor who's gay, which is so sad for me as a fan. Then, now. I make a story of amazing actor but thinking that the girl, Crystal, she's trying to have this normal mind set. Like me. If I become a friend with a superstar, it doesn't mean I can running and linger on to him. I'm becoming be, you know, look a fact! There's this normal man, care for you, needs you, of course we have to be honest to ourselves. But, maybe sometimes, we just don't know what our beloved actor really think, right? Here's the story. I am an animator, I am still. Well, I used to help my group to draw the motions for movies and CGI effects.  ...

Contrary Perspectives

Phoenix Andrea was in the living room. It was big room. She sat in the couch and Ferris Pauls lie down his head on her lap. Their one hand held together. Another hand of Phoenix messing with Ferris's hair. "It's nice you here tonight, Phoenix." "It's nice to hear that,too. But, I still hate you, kid." "It's okay." "I'm not joking." "I can see you smile." "Well, I like messing with your hair." "Why you hate children?" "They're cry-baby and want new toys every week." "Yeah, I do still crying and that's great idea, Phoenix. New toys every week. My mother never allowed it." "I'm not your mother." "I know. But, you know how to handle me. Just like my mother." "Really, like what?" "This month. You're the most expressive woman I've ever met. You look like a model, but," "I'm not a model....