Monday, December 20, 2010

but we're not yet; not free yet.

vinda sonata by devina wijaya

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someone once told her that he would sacrifice everything to gain a life that's free, that resembles something out of a wild 80s movie: parties, sex, rock-n-roll with nobody giving a fuck about what he's doing and what will become of his life. she laughed. she laughed and nodded that she, too, was willing to lose an organ or two to gain that kind of freedom. he said let's make a pact with the devil and claim that long-lost freedom we deserve. she said why should we, because the devil has long been a part of everyone walking the planet earth, and all of us are busy taming it.

vinda sonata by devina wijaya