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Sella Agustin. another tumblr. just words. blah blah blah.

April 15, 2012 at 9:22am
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Kita bisa aja bilang, “Oh, dia itu sedang mencari jati dirinya”. Tapi sebenarnya, apakah kita-kita ini sudah menemukan jati diri kita masing-masing?

— Alvin Suparman

April 13, 2012 at 9:34pm
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Reblogged from hariinimerekabilang

If you get there before I do, don’t give up on me. I’ll meet you when my chores are through. I don’t know how long I’ll be. But I’m not gonna let you down. Darling, wait and see. And between now and then, til I see you again, I’ll be loving you. #Love, Me.

— [blog orang] (via hariinimerekabilang)

February 18, 2012 at 9:52am
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Reblogged from damasdamas

damasdamas:

Stop remembering things that was perfect once upon a time, and start making memories of now, no matter how perfect or messy it is. The past won’t come back; this is now.

(via marros)

February 4, 2012 at 12:34pm
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Reblogged from runawaytrain

Here’s to all the places we went. And all the places we’ll go. And here’s to me, whispering again and again and again and again: I love you

(Source: runawaytrain)

January 16, 2012 at 8:23pm
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Reblogged from xenium

So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.

— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via xenium)

(via namednunu)

January 8, 2012 at 4:38pm
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boredom.

i really need to escape.

find some 35mm(s), my cameras, and then flee.

indonesia could be fun, but abroad sounds more exciting.

oh if only money could be grown.

i would glad to have dirty hands and knees when planting it.

December 24, 2011 at 7:55am
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Reblogged from prahesty

On Travels: wandering words by @ikanatassa The Wanderer

Travel is the simple chance of reinventing ourselves at new places where we are nobody but a stranger.

Travel is the discovery of what and who we miss the most.

Travel is the same pair of jeans for a week and different experiences every day.

Travel is finding new things and new people to miss.

Travel is discovering the part of yourself that you never knew existed before.

Travel is that one song in your iPod that will forever remind you of that one sexy afternoon somewhere.

Travel is the discovery of who misses us the most.

Travel is answering the question ‘business or pleasure’ without blinking.

Travel is deciding who will be the last call before you take off and the first call after you landed.

Travel is a test of your physical and emotional tolerance.

Travel is a one hour conversation that could lead to a lifelong friendship.

Travel is that one boarding pass you keep in your wallet to remind yourself one day when you’re gray and old that you were once cool.

Travel is waking up in a strange bed and feeling home and waking up in your own bed one day and feeling like a stranger.

Travel is learning not to take every second for granted.

Travel is learning that the journey is as memorable as the destination.

Travel is discovering that random act of kindness does exist.

Travel is learning to communicate with just a smile.

Travel is not wanting to sleep because for once reality is more interesting than your dream.

Travel is not being afraid to fall in love with a complete stranger.

Travel is where broken English is welcomed with a wide smile instead of greeted by a grammar nazi.

Travel is where people that you talk to really try to understand what you’re trying to say.

Travel is finding out more reasons to write. And more reasons to live.

Travel, sometimes, is the rediscovery of our nationalism.

Travel is that one stranger across the street you will always wonder if he/she is your soul mate.

Travel is wearing those clothes you couldn’t wear back home.

Travel is realizing the things you cannot live without.

Travel is realizing that maybe you know nothing.

Travel is wearing a stranger’s jacket and feeling home.

Travel is meeting you.

prahesty:

7:51am
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Reblogged from troubled

There’s an opposite to deja vu. They call it jamais vu. It’s when you meet the same people or visit places, again and again, but each time is the first. Everybody is always a stranger. Nothing is ever familiar.

— Chuck Palahniuk (via rosettes)

(Source: troubled, via ardwina)

7:50am
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Reblogged from ramdaffe

on long gazes

Her: You know what? I think the best part of being in a relationship is when you're able to watch your partner growing up and (hopefully) growing old with you. The feeling of being a part of something which grows forward is irreplaceable.
Me: I'd quote that.

7:38am
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ekspektasi.

jangan pernah bergantung pada janji. tentu menyakitkan bila tak terealisasi. lebih baik menjalani saat ini aja.

melakukan yang terbaik. hingga akhirnya memupuk hasil. dan pengalaman.

karena tidak ada yang lebih baik selain melakukan semuanya sendiri.

menikmati hasilnya.

lalu berbagi.

dan pada akhirnya,

bahagia.