You have to know when to stop. When to stop giving a crap.It's when something won't do you any good, if not eating you slowly alive.
It's when something is none of your business and getting involved won't offer you any benefits anyway.
It's when something is a lot less important than what you actually hold in hands--but you're too busy giving a crap to recognise it.
It's when you're carried away by your emotions and inevitably losing touch with being logical.
It's when keeping your thought to yourself is not that easy.
It's when you're not in control of your own happiness and wrath and you're not even aware of that.
It's that stupid thing you hardheadedly hold on to though the world screams "LET IT GO!" to you, in caps lock.
"Other far more exciting stuffs are on their way.They're getting there. As soon as they can.
Be patient please."
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Thursday, October 1, 2009
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8:40 AM
"I can't feel my past, they're surreal to me. They're like these moments attached to my brain but my heart didn't really remember living. Like a sound clip or a filmstrip, flashes of movies in a digital player without a remote control."
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
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7:55 PM
"Cause both option hurt, so I chose to cry without you."
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Sunday, July 26, 2009
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7:19 PM
You know that you might have had helped someone and don't even know it? As weird as it sounds, it's possible. So keep spreading the words, keep talking, keep saying what you heart feels true, cause that may just be that something that someone out there really needs. Perhaps they don't talk back to you, but they thank you, deep down in their hearts, they really do.
"You might have saved someone's life, and don't even know it."
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Friday, July 17, 2009
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4:50 PM
"At some point in life there will be a room only a certain someone can fill"
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Saturday, July 4, 2009
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1:05 AM
"Have you faith for me?
Have you trust,
For me to dissolve to dust?
Swirl it fast
Create one that will last
So I can touch the bliss
Every time you tell me you miss
For I'm vulnerable
The one that still walks the shambles
But I'm in love
With you, you as the whole loaf
As for if you don't
Perhaps I'll mourn
But you do
Hence I started my miles
While spreading these arms as wide as
Just so I can put them all around
Once at last I bump into you"
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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10:57 PM

"One, you are alone.
Two, for some unknown reasons your feelings lead you to pissing people off and though
you've tried your hardest not to, you still do.
Three, the one that you hope will understand you the most has just turned you down. He is pissed, and it looks like no matter what your reason is, he will still be.
...Now, where would you run?"
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Saturday, March 7, 2009
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8:38 AM

"Please, Sweetheart, don't ask me what's wrong.
I don't know, I don't know. My tears fall on their own..."
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Monday, March 2, 2009
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5:12 PM
"The second you shut and the silence fills in, i have my heart broken."
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Saturday, February 28, 2009
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9:56 PM
"Don't move, Love. The clock is ticking"
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So please tell me if you know something about this delightful picture
Thank you
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Friday, February 27, 2009
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6:24 PM

"It'll be wonderful if you can understand me by something other than spoken syllables.
You know how much I suck at telling things."
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Monday, February 16, 2009
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9:04 PM
"Breathing you in is just like a deep hale of my favourite cigar and whispering to your ear tastes as sweet as my fully-stocked dark chocolate. Though you hurt me times-I-forgot-to-count, you're still my dearest drip of booze, my best-loved sip of Margarita.
I'm scarred, yet all yours."
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
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10:42 PM

"My mind is like a tooth which starts to get some holes after I ate too much sweets and drank too much sodas. I've been through alienation and ostracism because of it then came across you who treat me like no weirdette but someone unique. I hate my mind but since it's the only thing that brought me to you, then I guess I'm okay with it."
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Monday, February 9, 2009
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7:45 PM

"If I merely have one night to spend with you,
I will call waves out to sing for us
And tell wind to come out and caress us
While my fingers dance against your palm,And your sight at mine yields some warmth"
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Sunday, February 8, 2009
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7:49 PM
I'm in a condition.
A condition,
Where my brain has gone restless
And the mind drifts anxiously.
I just made a call.
A call,
Which lasted only for several seconds
And left me feeling even worse after I hung up
--A total contrast with the reason why I called.
I've just learned a thing
A thing,
that explains what Deadly means
And why sloth is one of those Seven Deadly Sins.
--Cause it
is, deadly
...In my life I've never been driven this mad by some tests.
Oh well, now science has.
Perfect.
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Saturday, November 22, 2008
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6:45 PM
I hate the way you talk to me. And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick — It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh — Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around. And the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you — Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Saturday, November 15, 2008
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1:16 AM
Kalau kubilang butuh,
Apa kau mengerti?
Makna butuh buatku
Jauh lebih dalam dari yang kau kira
Makna butuh buatku
Jangan kau samakan
Dengan milik orang lain
Karena aku tidak sama
Dan tidak akan pernah sama
Tapi biar apapun kau kata
Ironisnya aku tetap butuh,
Butuh kau untuk penuhi butuhku
Kalau kaupun tidak bisa,
Siapa lagi yang mungkin kuharap?
Kosong?
Kalau kuucap kecewa,
Kau marah?
Apa daya sih?
Aku bingung
Mau gila
Siapa yang peduli?
26/10/2008; 9:13 PM
NFL-
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Sunday, October 26, 2008
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9:00 PM
You know,
There are few people,
very few people
That you should not ever treat wrong
It takes a lot to know the names
Since at this point,
Mistakes have a pretty great chance to be made
For those, you may have your world falling apart
Yet don't you forget the plunder
For you may also name them true
Even if the chances are as slim as Nicole Richie
But don't you trapped in your quandary for far too long
Cause after all those are names of creatures
Them who have tears,
And heart
...Which may not be that good at handling thrust.
20/10/2008; 11:12 PM
-NFL
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Monday, October 20, 2008
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9:24 PM
...Did you ever had the moment?
The moment when everything clicks wondrously fine one another,
Which makes you can't help yourself but to smile wider
And one that makes you realise how much God loves you,
While wishing it won't be over by the next blink you do
Perhaps it's when the sun shines and your hair went jumbled
With wind stroking land, and sea ripping sand
Or when the thunder rumbled
With you and your camera at hand
It could be the clouds covering your head
While you've done all the laundries in bed
Or maybe the smell of spring
While some buds sing and you jam the strings
...But the rain,
Has never fail to affect the lane
Along with its sound and scent
And the coolness that bent
While soothingly you linger,
In the arms of your lover
Now, tell.
Did you ever had the moment?
...I just did.
28/8 2008; 6:33 PM
NFL-
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Thursday, August 28, 2008
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5:42 PM
I like seeing passing cars
Reminds me of how alone can you be
No matter how loaded could the world be
Cause company, hates the loony
I like being passing cars
Reminds me of how I should move on
No matter how much I want to look back
Cause past, disappears fast
I like melting ice creams
Reminds me of adaptability
How you could change bigly
Yet still preserve the beauty
I like dropping rains
Reminds me of stiffness
How falling down isn't always a misery
How crashing grounds gives you adds on bravery
I like tapping tables
Reminds me of music at ambles
How simple thing could create one
Then sing along until I'm done
I like night when it's dark
Reminds me about beauty of parts
How tones used to splendidly paint
How one colour, do ain't
I like only me in my home
Reminds me of famey and mates
How together we pass each date
While whistling and went home late
I like the feeling of longing
Reminds me of big grins and chuckling
And some other silly sweet little things
That leads to nothing,
But merely loving.
15/8 2008; 7:12 PM
NFL-
Personal writing of
Nunu Fithria
Friday, August 15, 2008
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6:08 PM