A job - it's the thing you come home from. Not the thing you come home to. And if you lose your job, you get another one, 'cause there's always another one. But, if you lose your love.. If you think you're losing your love.. Well, then suddenly, nothing else matters.
a simple girl, living an ordinary life in Jakarta, Indonesia. Sometimes having big ideas that couldn't be kept in mind which causes my head like blowing up. short tempered yet seen as cool outside most of the time. ;)
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