name's juno slash aggy, having much trouble in the past, and having too much fun right now. after several months crying over my old blog which scrambled by anonymous haters, i started a new one. not really a new one. but few things had change and i had my life on shape. so, you haters better face me outside this blog because when you face me here, you are utterly idiot.
Crumbling apart from pressure of the blaster, waiting for a sign
And the momentary pleasures take their turn
As a wistful boy runs out of things to learn,
The episodes of yore are never to return.
Scare up some hope, you're gonna need it just to cope,
You are the decision, numbers don't lie
When you bite the dust, was it for purpose or for trust?
You'll never relive it, think before you die.
Yeah, think! Think before you die.
Deficit and depravation - in the wake of desperation
Rewrite the morals, rectify the nation.
Now may be your time!
As you ruminate the hopeless sands of time,
Do you wonder how your life has been defined?
You know eternity can't ever change your mind.
You know eternity can't ever change your mind
So think! Think before you die!
Yeah, think! Think before you die
when i heard this song, it reminds me that HIS revolution is a joke. is really a joke.
HIS music didn't moved the world. now may be MY time.
after struggling, suspended, here i am, telling you the truth; i may died and not returned again, but JUNOAGGY will still, there, alive. you may kill me, but my message will remains alive.
(ps: i am reffering HIS to one of my ex which one is a bastard, makes my aksa cried and think he could move the world with hisso-called-rock-and-roll-but-actually-a-posermusic. let's see who'll laugh the last, drugster)
i know i haven't got something important to discuss here anyway.
but surely i'm noticing some readers here; hello folks! me don't understand why you want to read such a daily commotion like my blog but thanks for coming you know i really like when my voice being heard thought i'm usually lies in silence whenever it comes to public speaking.
people may think i'm an emo-anxious girl, 16 years old, a geek, skinny by the name, do not like being with crowds or so on. half of them is the truth. i'm a geek. i'm sixteen, no i'm not emo, i hate life, but when it comes to myself;
you'll never had life like mine.
sometimes some people talk to me like they understands my life. it's not okay. it's just not that okay. you don't understand because i kept my inner side far far far away deep inside so no one could ever seen--or heard--or feel.
and you, i want you to just shut your mouth before you continue reading this.
people will say; committing suicide is a big sins, everybody afraid of sins. why should we afraid? we humans are sinner. nothing could change that fact. people will just say you're not gonna die. they loved you. but they'll never show why they loved you. oh please, at this point just don't say "impossible". everything is possible.
how about divorce? i just don't understand the mindset of adults nowadays. why they got married if they got divorced? what about the children? will they lose them or kept them by their side? how about looking through your life-timeline? have you ever been discarded from an organizations? have you ever live like you life is useless? did someone bring you down everyday? do you got angry of any simple things?
now, in this case, how'd you handle them?
how could you face your life when you finally feel lifeless?
how did you fought with your own prides?
bravery leads you to nothing else than yourself.
now you still want to shout that i'm a sinner? life's like this man, if you were me, what will you do?
i have more than just a sarcastic mouth, dear readers. i have more than that.
would not mention names, but maybe one of you was threatening me yesterday, i'm not gonna say i'm sorry. i'm not afraid. i was right.
when you can't face your life again, please just quit it than messing around for revenges.
