the heavy rain outside, makes me a little mellow. you know what i want to do right now? i so badly want to talk to someone. i NEED to talk to someone. i need to look that someone in the eyes, see what he/she truly feels, and watch how he/she would respond to my stories, so we could build these unnecessary arguments just to be all pumped up, to be affected, to be enlightened, to be acknowledged ... or at least, to feel, something.
...
outside, the frogs are singing. that familiar sound, that same sound tyna and i heard during our foundation year. the sound which we thought was the sound from the mosque of people reciting al-quran. so we had to stop walking, just to be really sure. after realizing that it came from the frogs, we laughed so hard, we could barely walk.
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i don't like remembering.
remembering makes me feel things.
i don't like feeling things.
that are sad.
...
now, the room is too quiet.
but my thoughts are too loud.
i should go.
i should go, like, now.
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