In the beginning, sometimes I left messages in the street. She had walked into the house barely glancing at him before falling onto her bed like the spoilt pocket of potatoes that she resembled. The alcohol induced lull into which she fell suited my needs perfectly and it was with very little if any effort that I was able to confiscate her from the house where she never lived.

Kamis, 27 November 2008. Meniti langkah bersama tak akan menjadi waktu sia-sia. Bersama dalam tangis dan tawa membuat ukiran indah. Selalu ada duka yang tersirat. Selalu ada amarah yang melanda. Rintangan dilalui dengan usaha mencapainya. Dan harapan yang tak tergapai. Juga tak terwujud menjadi abu kenangan.

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