Here comes the fight again

Let us just see when will this end, and the most important is, how brave i take the step to really end this?
Not to take the chance of start something, no no... I am not starting something again if I'm not full ready.
But to save my life, no money, no nothing, but Live.

Izzy House

In two years, It should be like this.

Groovy Kind of Love

When I'm feeling Blue all I have to do is take a look at you, there I'm not so blue
Wouldn't you agree, baby you and me, got the Groovy kind of Love.

I need you my Groovy Kind of Love.

Miss Old Times

It start all over again. The feeling of missing old times. I am not sure what is it that makes me miss the old times so much and makes me crying, sometime. Can not sleep well, sometime. Sm*k** some, rarely. Think too much on s**k*, seldom.
Probably, only probably, because I miss my heart feeling something, freely and abundance. Free to miss grandma and free to go to Kuningan whenever I want. Miss mom so much and free to go to Ciamis to just stare her grave. Free to play with niece at Anyer and spend some times on the beach. Free to do anything I can do for Dad. Free to stay over night on Nita or Putri house. Feel the big love for my man. Fill my leisure time with music, movies, friends, social stuffs, small shopping.
Yes, I think I miss the word L O V E which I had so much during old times. And which I start to loose during this ma**i*g** life. Whose to blame, buddy?