There are no two same sunrise, and there are no two same sunsets. Allah is truly the greatest artist. :) (Taken with instagram)
What am I missing, when I’ve never even meet her?
It does not feel good, like being shot by a hiding sniper.
The daily dose of intrigue she gave me, and oh, how she still makes me wonder.
And as the gap of space broaden wider, thousands of questions remains linger;
How are you doing, oh my beautiful stranger?
Meet my Bandung’s severed elf heads. Creepy souvenir indeed.
p/s : I’d recall someone might wanted these. Do you want me to post one to ur house, aimiewahi? Hahaha







