Here’s the thing about people with good hearts.
They give you excuses when you don’t explain yourself. They accept apologies you don’t give. They see the best in you when you don’t need them to. At your worst, they lift you up, even if it means putting their priorities aside.
The word “busy” does not exist in their dictionary. They make time, even when you don’t.
And you wonder why they’re the most sensitive people. You wonder why they’re the most caring people. You wonder why they are willing to give so much of themselves with no expectation in return. You wonder why their existence is not so essential to your well-being. It’s because they don’t make you work hard for the attention they give you.
They accept the love they think they’ve earned and you accepted the love you think you’re entitled to.
Let me tell you something. Fear the day when a good heart gives up on you. Our skies don’t become grey out of no where. Our sunshine does not allow the darkness to take over for no reason. A heart does not turn cold unless it’s been treated with coldness for a while.
Real pain is when you offer someone your food just to sound polite and they say yes and take it.
People experience horrible things every day. But they still manage to be nice to others. Being an asshole is not something you are born with, or something you become. It’s a choice.
If you are in a relationship and all you do is cry everyday, you need to stop and ask yourself, “Am I dating a human or an onion?”
We all make choices, but in the end, our choices make us.
I was walking past the mental hospital the other day, and all the patients were shouting, “13… 13… 13…”
The fence was to high to see over, but I saw a little gap in the planks, so I looked through to see what was going on.
Some idiot poked me in the eye with a stick, then they all started shouting, “14… 14… 14…”
Seekor kucing kurus
Menggondol ikan asin
Laukku siang ini
Aku meloncat
Kuraih pisau
Biar kubacok dia
Biar mampus!
Ia tak lari
Tapi mendongak
Menatapku tajam
Mendadak lunglai tanganku
Aku melihat diriku sendiri
Lalu kami berbagi
Kuberi ia kepalanya
(Batal nyawa melayang)
Aku hidup
Ia hidup
Kami sama-sama makan
Wiji Thukul – Penyair