simbolical

But the colours of the clothes was so good? 

All the white pepsimax girls in white. Indefensive of Sana’s judge, as if pretending to be pure, just in case. 

Sana in black, being the bus buss, as if she’s this dark force setting the rules. Eva was in grey and Noora in black and white, because they are sort of in the middle. 

Vilde in pink, because it’s Vilde lmao

Elias also in black? But yousef had a black jacket, on the outside, like Sana and Elias. But you could see inside he wore a white hoodie? Because he’s not like them, he’s like the rest, not muslim.

Am I reading to much into this? Probably :)

BIOS FUNNY EM PORT E INGLÊS

vcs tao pedindo muito bios funny e o carai a 4 but eu nao fazia pq nao tem nada a ver com quinta harmonia mais como to mui felizzzz resolvi fazer like

portugues

falsiane not falsiane

gosto de você,pena que voce respira

nada que um tijolo na sua cara não resolva

parabens vc foi sorteado pra ficar na sua

vc é bilingue né fala portugues e varias bosta

ja chama a costureira pq nesse fim de semana nois vamo perder a linha

cala a boca e me beija

to namorando o crush mais nao sei se ele me namora

oi por acaso eu vim da roça pra tu nao me querer?

mais um dia sem beijo na boca

trouxa e otaria

oi inter net

seja bem viado,que Deus elimine você

te adoro como pessoa você morra aqui no meu core

que q eu to fazeno com a minha vida

oi vamo se beija

inglês

you are bilingue right speaks portuguese and various crap

what a beautiful,day beautiful day to die

nothing like starting the week being trouxa

come on shut up you’re ugly miga

amazingly i’m straight

thanks not thanks

today woke up dangerous

holy shit what’s happening to me

his ridiculous filthy disgusting

kiss me i’m legal

i will take the naked bath i ever made

you are falsiane

i am really sick

i wanted to be alive

me is better than u

i woke up already trouxa

SIMBOLOSAO

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Inspired by this.

Nico walked to the infirmary in such a slow pace that everyone was staring, but there was no helping it. The flowers must get to Will safe and sound. But with each step he got closer to the infirmiry, more nervous he became. He tried to breathe and just fucking calm down but he was a nervous wreck just like always and in the end it didn’t matter.

Didn’t matter that he hand picked the flowers right now. That he had chosen just a few unlucky ones so it would be real quick. It didn’t matter that they were the most bright and lovely ones he could find. They died anyway.

So much for fucking love.

Nico got at the infirmary entrance with a loud groan of frustration. He started kicking the dead grass around his feet because they were fucking plants and why in hades plants had to be such a symbol on Valentines day? He should have gone with chocolate, but of course Will didn’t like those. He had to like plants. Fucking plants.

Such hateful things. Disgusting. Repulsive, repulsive, repulsive.

“uh…Nico?” A damn beautiful voice called at his back. Nico turned quickly. Will looked alarmed, His golden brows slightly frowned, left hand stretched as if to touch Nico, but he was faster. Nico just shoved the dead flowers in Will’s hand before it could reach him.

“Here. Happy Valentines day. Goodbye.” He turned around and left. Or he meant to but after a few steps Nico felt his right arm being grabbed.

Fucking let go or i wi…

“Hey you” Will said with a bright smile that definitely didn’t fit the mood. He let go of Nico’s arm and held the flowers to his chest.

“Thank you so much! First time I ever got flowers. And they are dead! Ain’t I special?” Will smiled sweetly. Nico just starred at him. “Hey, chill. I mean it! I’m just so lucky, I’m going to plastify them as proof so when I tell everybody they will believe me!”

“You’re fucking crazy” Nico said deadpan.

“Come on, I’m your boyfriend. You can’t talk about your boyfriend like that!”

“I don’t know what you are talking about, I don’t know you.”

Will’s laughter always made Nico breathless. Will threw his arms on Nico’s shoulders and leaned in.

“You know, if you want I can show you every little piece of me” Somehow he made it sound like such a dirty little secret.

“Whatever” Because Nico didn’t know what else to say. Well, besides yes, please.

A nervous wreck indeed.

Suatu kontradiksi menenangkan

Jika aku mengatakan bahwa apabila engkau menolakku dan aku tidak sedih tentu itu suatu kebohongan
Namun jika aku berucap bahwa aku tak bahagia dengan kemungkinan pilihanmu yang tak sesuai harapanku
Ini adalah dusta yang lain

Pada akhirnya apapun alasan yang ada dalam benakmu untuk memilih ya maupun tidak
Adalah hikmah-hikmah dari Tuhan bagi kita yang menanti di setiap pintu takdir

Bagiku misterinya ada pada dua sisi subjektivitas
Aku hanya dapat menangkap sebagian horizon pemahamanmu yang kutangkap melalui gesture ataupun kata-kata minimal darimu
Aku juga tak terlalu paham dengan keseluruhan kontradiksi perasaanku kepadamu selama ini

Mencintaimu terlalu dalam adalah ketakutanku sejak beberapa tahun silam
Memandangmu sepersekian detik melemparku ke dalam hipotesis di balik tatapan itu
Aku melihat suatu ketenangan jiwa, kebaikan yang polos dan ketulusan iman di belakangnya
Kemudian percakapan dengan kawan-kawan dekatmu dan kawan-kawan dekatku hanya menambah biasku di awal
Ya, kau bahkan jauh lebih baik dari ekspektasiku sendiri

Maka melalui tulisan-tulisan, simbol-simbol, metafora-metafora aku mencoba mendeskripsikan keseluruhan kerinduanku yang membingungkan
Sebab melalui engkaulah pertama kali, kontradiksi tidak membuatku gelisah

Aku kini dapat mengakuinya dengan terus terang
Aku mencintaimu, aku benar-benar menyukaimu
Dan aku berharap satu hal saja
“Jalani hidupmu dengan kebahagiaan”,
Sebab kau telah memberi pelajaran banyak bagi orang-orang di sekitarmu

“Jangan lupa bahagia”, begitu kata kawan kita
Semoga engkau menemukan kebahagiaanmu
Sebab firasatku mengatakan, kau akan melakukan kerja-kerja besar untuk umat dan kemanusiaan
Bersama yang namanya telah dituliskanNya sejak kita adalah ketiadaan

Jogja, di perpustakaan yang tak lain adalah pelarianku darimu. 25032017