A Letter from The Forgiven Unforgivable

Jakarta, 27 July 2009

My name is not important. History doesn't record my name. Archeologist couldn't find a thing about me, or maybe they didn't want to. As I said, my name is not important as I am. But I want to tell you a story about me. A story about my life. A story from my point of view. A story from the first hand. A story I believe is very important for you to know. A story for the broken hearted. A story for the outsider. A story for the loner. A story for all of us. A story that could change your life.

My Head, My Life, My Problem, My Thought

Jakarta, 24 july 2009

At a time in your life, you will face a moment where your world's falling apart. Your dream betray you and walking away. Your ideal prototype life’s slithering slowly from your hand. You left behind with empty handed. You're at nowhere. Clueless. You're a stranger. You're alone.

I did.. I am...

3:21 Am

Jakarta, 23 July 2009

It's still 3:21 am, and i already woke up.

Can't get my head to stop thinking or close my eyes. Hope it's just a bad dream but it's reality...

My thought is still wandering "what if...", "should i...", "how could..."

Trying to gather the broken pieces deep inside..