The Wizard of Words

Basically, i'm just an ordinary college student. Trying to tell what i see from this world by words. The contents will be in three or four languages, between Indonesian, English, Chinese, and Japanese.

Obrolan malam-malam

  • A : (ngeliat tangga ke atap gedung) naek yuk ke atas....
  • B : mau kemana lu? Ke surga?
  • A : yah itu mah kalo diterima masuk surga
  • B : (sarkastis) tahu sendiri surga tu cuma buat org2 yg rajin ke gereja...
  • A : kalo surga itu buat cewe yg dadanya besar, gw ma lu pasti diterima (cekikikan)
  • B : bego lu (ikut ketawa)
  • A : tapi kalo gitu, beneran jd surga buat cowo sih... (ngakak)
  • B : bener dah lu (ngakak n noyor si a)
  • Itu sebabnya mungkin 2 cwe ini gak bakalan msk surga...

music-holic:

And the Waltz Goes On - Anthony Hopkins 

Sir Anthony Hopkins Hears The Waltz He Wrote 50 Years Ago For The First Time

Academy Award-winning actor Sir Anthony Hopkins was a musician before he got into acting. 50 years ago he wrote a waltz but was too afraid to ever hear it play. Dutch violinist André Rieu performs it for the very first time. Watch Hopkins’ reaction.

(via ikeracity)

corat-coret:

humansofnewyork:

These two were acting like complete teenagers. When I walked up, she was nuzzling her head against his shoulder. She giggled the entire time I talked with them, while he kept a big goofy grin on his face. And whenever I asked about their relationship, she clutched his arm, looked at him just like this, giggled, then said: “We’re not telling!”

awww… my heart..

corat-coret:

humansofnewyork:

These two were acting like complete teenagers. When I walked up, she was nuzzling her head against his shoulder. She giggled the entire time I talked with them, while he kept a big goofy grin on his face. And whenever I asked about their relationship, she clutched his arm, looked at him just like this, giggled, then said: “We’re not telling!”

awww… my heart..

Maybe that’s what i feel about you

I never know when i started to feel like this. In the end, i know you are important to me.
Like whenever you popped up in front of my house, i would gladly greet you.
Like whenever we went somewhere together, i always enjoy your company.
Those are the memories of our childhood.

Everything is getting rougher when we grew up
You had your own life, i got mine.
You went away, without a word.
I left behind, asking why.
Later that i know, you are afraid to say goodbye.

Time goes by
You are still in my mind as the one i love the most.
I never admit it as love before, because i think love is a weakness.
Until one day, you just called me to say how much you lost.
You were afraid, didn’t know what to do.
You were alone.
You don’t know, that you are not alone.
Maybe there are a lot of things that you need to face it alone, without me.
But i swear to God, i care about you and my prayer is always be with you.

Maybe that’s what i feel about you.
Whenever you come back, the door is always opened.
You were alone, before you know me.
You are not alone now. Or even if you think you are alone, we are together in this loneliness. 

I love you. So come home with me.

Bastille

—(I Just) Died In Your Arms

Bastille - “(I Just) Died In Your Arms”
I just died in your arms tonight, it must have been something you said.

(Source: allthis-bad-blood, via ikeracity)

mortisia:

François-Marie Arouet de Voltaire (21 November 1694 – 30 May 1778), better known by the pen name Voltaire

mortisia:

François-Marie Arouet de Voltaire (21 November 1694 – 30 May 1778), better known by the pen name Voltaire

(via ikeracity)