.ofSongInMyHead.

There's this song that's been stuck in my head.
I listen to it on repeat at work.
Which may be the reason why it's stuck.
Even when I'm not listening to the song I can hear it playing in my head.
Softly looping.
While walking.
Staring out polluting my lung.
At lunch when I'm not talking.
Like a constant subconscious soundtrack.

"Jangan pernah berhenti memilikiku..
Hingga ujuuunngg waktuuuuu"

Yeah. It's in my head.

.damnPooh.

.ofBeautifullyIntimate.

As I was sitting there in the garden alone amidst the glittering fairy lights and candles, I was once again convinced.
A wedding is much nicer and more meaningful when it's small and intimate.
Not more than 100 people.
Only the people who you love and are close to.
Only the people who would genuinely be happy and proud of you when you walk down the aisle.
The people who are there for you through thick and thin.
Who, as you walk down next to the person you love, thinks "I'm happy she found her happiness"
Yeah, I only believe in small, beautifully intimate weddings.

And I also believe I am nowhere near ready.
I am far from sorted.

P/s: 22519D3E :)

. w h y .

I need to know why good things still don't happen to good people, why good girls still finish last.

. c h a n g e d .

Life is eventful.
Big events. Small events.
Events nonetheless.
Some passed you by in a single breath.
Some left little marks, dents, here and there.
Some changed your life completely.
Changed you as a person.
You could never be the same again.

Breathe.
Don't forget.
Just keep on breathing.
Breathe.