Aren't you sick of me yet?

Tie me up He puts his hands slightly above her feet and puts the rope around her ankles. He makes a knot and pulls, making it tight... tighter... He looks up at her. "Tell me if this gets too tight" "Okay... Not too loose though. You don't want me to slip off" He chuckles. "No we wouldn't want that now would we" She lets out a nervous giggle. He knows she's scared. She's never done anything like this before. This was her first time. He could feel her legs tremble under his grip. "It's okay. You'll enjoy it. I promise" He moves his body close to her and puts his arms around her waist. He can feel her hearbeat against his chest. He sees sweat glistening on her brow, on her shoulders, on her neck... "I'm scared..." "It's okay. I'm here. It's gonna be fun" She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. She's ready. "Okay. Lets do this"

21/08/2004 9:45 pm A Letter to God Dear God, I know I don't write to You often. I just need to ask some questions. They won't be too hard to answer. Ask and you shall receive, right? Well, I'd really like to receive answers to some, if not, all of my questions. Thank You, beforehand (because people say you always have to be thankful for everything, good or bad). My first question is one that I bet people ask You the most. Why do You let bad things happen to people? I know You don't cause them but You just let them happen. Why is that? I know they don't deserve it. No one deserves it. So why do You let it happen? People say everything happens for a reason. But why don't I ever find that reason? People say it's all for the better. But why doesn't it get better afterwards? Why does it continue to hurt? Why do we have to accept? God, I'm starting to get sick of listening to people. They give me stupid answers and they act as if t

Untuk Udo Sayang Udo sayang, jujur aja aku sempet diem ngga berkutik waktu dapet email kamu. Aku pedih juga baca semua omongan kamu, dan memang bener aku ngga tau harus ngomong apa. Aku diem selama hampir setengah jam cari tau apa yg bagus dan yg pantes kamu denger. Aku takut salah ngomong. Takut ocehanku malah bikin kamu ngerasa bersalah, atau tambah down. Aku pingin ucapin kata" klise: "Semua untuk yg terbaik". "Kamu lebih pantes dapet yg lebih baik dari dia". "Ini cuma sementara, kamu akan ngerasa lebih baik" ... tapi aku ngga bisa. Aku ngga tega nyuapin "bubur" kayak gitu ke kamu. Aku ngga kayak gitu. Kamu kenal aku. Aku selalu ngomong apa yg ada di pikiranku, bukan apa yg orang laen mau denger. Jadi ini suratku buat kamu. Pertama aku mau minta maaf. Maaf aku ngga ada waktu kamu butuh. Aku jauh, dan aku harus ngaku, kita sempet jauh. Sibuk dalem dunia masing", dalem kesibukan sendiri". Maaf karena aku ngga rutin cek k

Just a Kiss "Come here..." "Um, what?" "Just come here. A bit closer..." She draws closer to him and he pulls her gently. He puts his hands on her lab coat... and snaps the lower buttons closed. "They were open. Naughty girl..." "Oh, that" *she giggles* "That was an accident" "Sure it was" He pulls her closer, and they kiss. -Medicine Computer Lab, UWA- Sialaaaaaaan!!!!!!!!! Gue pengen diciuuuuuuuummm.... Bete dah. Ngiri abis gw... :( Kapan yaaaaa....??? My lips are kind of lonely right now *manyun*

No more kicking! If you let 'em kick you five times, they gon' kick you five times. If you let 'em kick you three times, they gon' kick you three times. If you let 'em kick you twice, they gon' kick you twice. If you let 'em kick you once, they gon' kick you once. But if you break off the mothafuckin' feet, there ain't gon' be no more kickin... -Wycleff Jean, Fugees- Don't let 'em kick you around, people. Fight back! Always fight back! pyro -tired of bein' kicked around-

Happy Birthday Indonesia Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday Indonesiaaaaaaaa *extra panjang*. Happy birthday to yoouuuuuuuuuuu *lebih panjang lagi*. Get well soon, Indonesia. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yesterday Yesterday... yesterday I was jobless I wasn't in uni I was still in Indonesia I was still living with my parents I was in high school I was going out with a junior I was content Yesterday... yesterday I have never worked a day in my life I don't dream about what I want to be I don't care about what I want to be I was just fine Yesterday... yesterday I didn't have to work for what I wanted I didn't even have to try I was really lazy I was unorganized I was such an inconsiderate bastard Yesterday... yesterday everything was so easy everything was great everything wasn't great everything was just fine the way it was but yeste

Tomorrow... Somehow, I always tell myself tomorrow will be better. The day after will be even better. I tell myself everyday. I will do better tomorrow than I did today. Everything will be better tomorrow. Look forward to tomorrow. Tomorrow you will see the silver lining. There's hope behind the rainbow of tomorrow. A pot of gold just waiting for you to pick it up tomorrow. Tomorrow is also the lazy-person's favourite day, because that's when they will start doing everything. Tomorrow. And then what if tomorrow never came? What if I'm stuck in this neverending journey of today, always looking forward to tomorrow and never finding it? What if... there is no tomorrow? What if my life ends today, and all I can remember is yesterday? (but yesterday is another story) At the end of the day I'm always disappointed of today, hence I can't wait for tomorrow. Tomorrow gives me spirit, strength! A new me starting tomorrow! Forget today, because tomorrow tod

Today... *ding* bus stopped get off bus walk to class look at watch... 10 minutes late rain drops rain drops raining pull up hood walk to class raining hard harder too hard pants all wet bag all wet jumper all wet dripping dripping reached class *click* door opened look in class "shit, I don't know anyone here" step outside open agenda "CVS lecture: Social Sciences Lecture Theatre" fuck fuck fuck wrong lecture room fuck walk in rain dripping cold cold freezing pissed walk into canteen browse for drinks orange juice reach in right jeans pocket money money money $ 1.75 fuck broke walk to counter "$ 1.70 please" hand money fake smile walk to table sit sit sit sit bored sms sms sms bored sun shining fuck walk to computer lab sit sit sit sms sms sms sms browse sms sms sms sms "why?" ... ... "i dont know why.ask me sumting i can answer" sms

Untuk Sang morfin[is] ( him >>> me ) hey you.. i think you're right. i believe you now.. i think codaine, procodaine, prozac or even paracetamol are addictive. >>> i told you. why didn't you believe me? you're addicted now aren't you? apalagi morphine. >>> apalagi morphine!!! well,.. sebagai drug dealer, kayanya elo punya stock yang cukup melimpah untuk semua itu. tapi sayang, syaratnya terlalu berat.. :( >>> stock so far masih banyak. syaratnya ngga berat kok. all you have to do is say the magic word, be in the right place at the right time, dan loe akan dapet that morphine you're addicted on. gampang kan? *big grin on face* gue harus korban kerjaan, korban perasaan, korban kesehatan dan korban-korban segala yang lainnya kalo gue mau salah satu dari barang dagangan itu. tapi sial. enak, sih! gue mau ga mau jadi agak terjerumus.. >>> hey, if you want pleasure, you have to be ready t

And then there was me... So it's official. Marius and I have split up. It was great, but I guess that's what happens to relationships. They end. Not his fault. Gue aja yg ngga sabaran. You never know what you've got 'til it's gone. But it's all for the best (that's what they all say), whatever "best" means to you. So, ladies. He's available. Go get him. Ngga rugi deh. Gue jamin. I met a new friend last week. A stranger . Nice getting to know you, stranger. It was fun talking to you as well. I blame it on a bottle of vodka, but then again, gue ngga rugi. Stop being so stubborn! Take some medication. Sms aren't paracetamols, and that stupid voice is not morphine. You need real medicine, for both your brain and your body. You need help, dude. Major help. And stop telling everyone there's no heaven or hell. That's a scary concept for people who aren't ready. Next time, make sure you ask first. See what you've done? Now th

??? Just to be frank, I'm not quite sure what to say. You've put up with me for 3 1/2 months, and it's been great. It's been really great. I told you I fell in love with you, but unfortunately I also have the ability to fall out of love with you, and now I'm not quite sure what I feel. I'm not quite sure what I want. I still want you, that's for sure. But I have a very bad tendency to get bored, very easily, and I'm getting more bored every step of the way. It was great. It really was, but I guess things stop being great after a while. It's the same way with us. I just need to be sure. It's still there. I know it's still there, but I need you to remind me where I put it. Remind me where I left it, if I did. Remind me why I fell in love with you in the first place. So if you still feel it, if you still want me, if you think this can still work, tell me. Refresh my memory. Do you still love me? Did you ever? I still remember our de

Thank you I wasn't in a very good mood yesterday . No I wasnt... I was stupid yesterday. Really really stupid. No, Reyk I'm not mad at you. Kemaren gue down banget karena kayanya masalah gue numpuk aja. Gue cape. Cape hati, cape mental, cape fisik... pokoknya gue cape banget, dan gue ngga punya tempat buat ngomel. Temen gue nelpon gue dengan masalah dia. Dia di kick-out dari tempat kosnya, terus dia minta gue move in sama dia secepatnya ke apartemen, kalo udah ketemu. Minggu depan dia udah harus keluar. Yg punya rumah udah pengen gue banting. Dia di kick out itu sebagian gara" gue juga. Gue nginep di rumah dia untuk pertama kalinya hari senen kemaren, dan dia lupa bilang sama yg punya rumah. Kemaren dia disuruh keluar secepatnya. Bangke... Paragraf ini buat kamu. Makasih banget ya. Mungkin kamu ngga ngerti kenapa aku terus"an bilang makasih sama kamu. Aku seneng kamu bisa ada waktu aku lagi butuh banget. Nanya hal" yg tepat pada saat yg tepat juga, bik

Fuck!!!!! Don't mind this posting if you're offended by the title. The content isn't any better. Right now I'm pissed as hell coz I'm supposed to hand in an assessment by 10 am this morning. I forgot to put the fuckin lab book in my bag last night and I found that out this morning at the bus around 10.15 am. I'm fuckin pissed coz I never realised I could be so fuckin stupid. How could I have left such an important thing at home? My brain's all fucked and now I'm writing like hell. Fuck!!! I then called up my friend and asked her to grab the book in my room inside my house. She doesn't live with me, though, so she had to go to my house first, which isn't so far and grab it for me and bring it to uni with her coz she's havin a class around 3. So am I. I asked her to grab it for me. She said yes. She called me up around 2.30 just now and said she couldn't get in through the back door. I told her to get in from the FRONT door coz th