A space where an experience seeker, an introverted extrovert, an absorbent, a social fighter, an half feminist, a marketing enthusiast, and a Taurus with blood type of B named Aniesha trusts to live in.

“… karena cinta adalah mengalami. Membuka diri tidak sama dengan menyerahkan”

– ― Dee, Filosofi Kopi: Kumpulan Cerita dan Prosa Satu Dekade

“…manusia telahir ke dunia dibungkus rasa percaya. Tak ada yang lebih tahu kita ketimbang plasenta. Tak ada rumah yang lebih aman daripada rahim ibu. Namun, di detik pertama kita meluncur ke luar, perjudian hidup dimulai. Taruhanmu adalah rasa percaya yang kau lego satu per satu demi sesuatu bernama cinta.”

– Partikel (hal. 8)

“Sonder. n, the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own - populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness - an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk”

awal cerita yang selalu bahagia
adalah skenario yang ditawarkan cinta
namun hanya Tuhan yang tau Kemana
perjalanan ini kan bermuara nantinya…

kita sedang bahagia
jangan buang waktu menerka nerka akhir nya
tenang aku disini selama kau disisi
aku bejanji  tak ke mana mana

mungkin saja esok mungkin saja lusa
mungkin saja dunia sekejab jadi berbeda
perasaan dan segenap cinta yang kau
dan yang aku punya

Kan tetap sama …

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masa depan yang aku inginkan
adalah membahagiakanmu
mulai hari ini…

bagai bulan dan bintang kita takkan terpisahkan
kita trus bersama warna kita selalu terang itu jadi pegangan
janganlah pikirkan masa depan yang jauh
tujuan masih jauh nikmatilah saat ini
toh bah kita bersatu kan kupegang tanganmu serta pelukkanku
cerita nanti biar nanti syukuri ini dulu


Tidak semua perpisahan bersifat selamanya, dan kami tahu pasti kami pasti akan bersama lagi. Mungkin tidak di tahun ini atau tahun depan, tapi pasti bersama lagi. Tolong bantu kami bersama sama kita bagikan lagu ini, karna mungkin ini adalah karya paling jujur dari kami selama 9 tahun bersama. Terimakasih


humans are so cute, when we say goodbye we put our arms around each other and to show we love someone we bring them flowers. we say hello by holding each other’s hand, and sometimes tiny little dewdrops form in our eyes. for pleasure we listen to arrangements of sounds, press our lips together, smoke dried leaves, get drunk off of old fruit. we’re all just little animals, falling in love and having breakfast beneath billions of stars :~)

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies.
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.
Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight.
Create anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten.
Do good anyway.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough.
Give your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God.
It was never between you and them anyway.

– Do It Anyway - Mother Teresa

Hidden draft: A note on 1 January 2014

I found this note in my draft:

Never-ending thought in the beginning of 2014

I will stop trying to make highlight post or resolution master plan like people suppose to make in every beginning of the year.

It sucks. Make me stuck in blank zone for really long time.

I hate recall the past, and go make detailed yet structured planning for a year ahead is a nightmare. I hate to make my brain works hard for unspecific-particularly things.

Like I said, precisely, 365 days ago.

What a thought which make me bother is I feel like I lost control over my self. I do not know what exactly things that I want, that I need.

My heart and my brain seem like never work out together.

I can’t think clear and decide a thing logically.

Disorientation about either right and wrong.

I play fire with firebomb itself.

I know deep inside of me, there is a little evil who seriously love to make a fun.

What is this seriously. Where did my brains go?