♥ Romemacedonia Janggau Cyril
♥ narcissism+sarcasm in nature
♥ fashion is my passion
♥ evokes vanity+immaturity
♥ love cherries
♥ love vintage & haute-couture
♥ craves 4 his own DSLR!
♥ broken-hearted & tryin' 2 move on
♥ complicated & a difficult friend
♥ my past, my regrets, my remorse
♥ tryin' 2 make it in medic, longin' 2 b a designer
♥ not a believer of fairy tales & happy endings..
♥ gave up on love
♥ loves his friends but sucks at showin' it
♥ yet, my friends r my life..
- yours truly, rome

apologies for that.

been squeezing my 'gray matter' and regurgitating my inner thoughts....

all for the 1 and only critical review in this term....

newayss...

mission accomplished!!!

&&&

i'm loving it!!

it's like my master-piece....

muahahaha.....

deep down inside,

at a molecular level,

passionately,

instinctively,

i've always loved writing.

it felt so much alive in me,

despite the many years people tried to pull me out of it.

the indulgence is there, i guessed.

inking all your inner-deep thoughts and emotions

make all of those frets in life just fly away...

creating your own made-belief world.

it gives you the confidence beyond any superior authority.

it makes you see that 'person' in you, whom you thought had died a long time ago.

but,

no matter how you write,

or express,

or let go,

that pain and agony will never go away.

it will haunt you all the time.

'i love you, but i've chosen darkness'

that's a line of citation i've came across this past few days..

it hits me..

you never realised how much you loved someone...

that someone never realised either...

in the end, that love which has no appreciation turns one of those two into

the most unexpected, form of darkness.

the resemblence of death.

his soul has been murdered.

nothing can ever bring that back

reincarnation is over-rated.

****

so much of emotive burst there...

that's me..

at least the 'me' that i know now.

no longer and possibly never the same ever.

been to starbucks gain laznyte...

alone, by myself...

spent the whole evening till midnight there.

my spot of inner piece.

dwelling in me till now.

been solo almost every single day now..

then, i got this one SMS from a friend of mine yesterday..

'i love you though'

that's what the text read..

warm tears rolled down my cheek instantly..

i didn't know where that come from..

it's nice to know there's someone out there..

who still loves you as a friend...

not embarassed of telling you either.

thank you so much.

'i love you too'

been so bleak these days...

pills have been my saving grace...

yea,i know it's idiotic..

went to clinic the other day..

was told,

'you have bacterial infection on your intestinal system'

watta???

haizz....

i guess my addiction has come to the max.point now...

i should relive the days i still have..

it's a very daunting task..

losing your own friends and besties...

to make things even worst,

it's all my fault.

at some point,

there's no point of living anymore.

when all [not seemingly] falls apart.

till then,

heart of a heavily broken

xoxo

// ♥♥♥ with love, rOme by rome ♥♥♥

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