Counting Down

Finally achieving 4 years-6 months. Why.. now I find it hard to count down the time of leaving?

Just like yesterday, I was yelling about the city, but now I even feel so sad to get out of it.

Malang had brightly taught me a damn bunch of things.

I got friends, family, crush, problems, love, pain, compassion, and an independence. 

Ever fucked up with mental

Ever fucked up with society

Ever fucked up with belief

Ever fucked up with faith

Ever fucked up with life

Ever fucked up with me, myself, and i

And all the fucked up made me stand out for any newer sucks that will come afore.
Bude & Pakde, thanks for freeing me to do everything I want as long as I was capable to be responsible for it.

My friends, thanks for wonderfully fulfilled my days by stupidity, freakiness, and of course for the help that maybe countless.

My crush, ah, u shud be specially described in one page.

I love every piece & every second the precious moments here,

thanks

and thanks