String Bean Cigarette

So I just got back from a lovely holiday with lovely friends and lover in a small island with amazingly beautiful beach named Gili Trawangan. If  years before I could confidently say that Bandung is my favorite place in Indonesia, I couldn’t say it now for I’ve fallen in love real deep with every corner of this particular beach. The sand, the sea, the sun, the wind, the cheap inn, the food, the lassy, the turtle, the colorful fishes, the rainy weather, the party at different bar almost every night, the haram stuffs, the stability and lack of conflicts, the friendly foreigners and local people, the loneliness, the everything.

I don’t want to stay there for the rest of my life, that almost definitely, but I’ve promised myself to travel back to Trawangan one day at the future again and again and again and again, alone or not, with the same friends or not, but being pathetically romantic, I wish to be back with the same love I had just last week.

Being pissed for the apathy, but still, never wanted to go home and missing it so much every second it’s not there.

hey from heaven!

edited: I should apologize to my boyfriend that I post this picture without his permission, but despite our whatsoever faces, to me our expressions are worth more than any ridge of golds and diamonds.