photojojo:

You can rent this room out at the Hotel au vieux panier in Marsielle, France!

French graffiti artist Tilt upped the decor.

Panic Room by Tilt

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untuk: sonofoxymora

Challenge gue kelar! ini demo lagunya.

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Lirik…

I dont know what’s going on with you

Please tell me that everything’s alright

Cause you stopped talking for a while

You let me clueless with no sign

are you mad at me right now?

don’t you know that I can’t read your mind?

So please start talking to me now,

just tell me what to do is fine.

Stop your silent treatment

we’re not a child anymore

stop your silent treatment

don’t leave me hanging like this~

you know it’s killing me inside

when you’re unreachable

So lets just work things out cause I’m worn out

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Drrrttt Drtttt dan titik kecil itu pun kembali hidup, hanya dengan dua sontakan, kata kata terkecil di hidupnya. 

Roger Miller —- Do-Wacka-Do

They tell me you’re runnin’ free,
Your days are never blue.
I wish I had your good-luck charm
And you had a do-wacka-do,
Wacka do, wacka-do, wacka-do.

Yeah, I see you’re goin’ down the street in your big Cadillac,
You got girls in the front, you got girls in the back,
Yeah, way in back, you got money in a sack,
Both hands on the wheel and your shoulders rared back
root-doot-doot-doot-doot, do-wah,

I hear tell you’re doin’ well,
Good things have come to you.
I wish I had your happiness
And you had a do-wacka-do,
Wacka do, wacka-do, wacka-do.

Yeah, I see you’re goin’ down the street in your big Cadillac,
You got girls in the front, you got girls in the back,
Yeah, way in back, you got money in a sack,
Both hands on the wheel and your shoulders rared back
root-doot-doot-doot-doot, do-wah,

I hear tell you’re doin’ well,
Good things have come to you.
I wish I had your good-luck charm
And you had a do-wacka-do,
Wacka do, wacka-do, wacka-do.

:)

Yes, my Nemo ♥

Yes, my Nemo 

(Source: picturesandquotes.net, via everything-inspiring)

Kecewa sama diri sendiri? Biasa.

Gatau kenapa? Wajar.


Gue, masih manusia.

Sure, you know me, i don’t know my self.

The end

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Kadang gue ga ngerti sama jalan pikiran orang lain. Orang itu beda beda emang. Tapi masa sih sebeda itu?