Andika Hilman Pramudita

I'm amazed at the artists who can make people relate to them. I also wanna create something that makes people relate. I'm amazed at the artists that can be vulnerable. I'm envy that people care when they're being vunerable. I'm afraid to be vulnerable because people haven't been so caring. I wanna create something but I've been so bad at it. I'm amazed when someone is famous because people care about them, not because of the pretty faces or sexy bodies. I have none of them. I wanna create things as well. I wanna tell people the world and the creativity inside my mind. And I need to know for myself that people can enjoy it.

A DND campaign by pal A party of an adventurers was saved by a Tiefling named Kaevir. It was so odd that they woke up in his home without remembering much about it. Kaevir was the mayor of a city. He asked the adventurers to find some spell scrolls for him. He offered a place to stay and free foods to get at the Tavern.  When the party arrived at the tavern, oddly the bartender said that Kaevir had already dead.  They got info that a man called Gang Wanji knew about the scrolls. He lived outside the city. The adventurers went to visit him and apparently he owned one of the scrolls. The adventurers received the scroll and went back to town, but it was already destroyed by a powerful being. Some people lost their memories. The rests were gone. The adventurers tried to catch the monster but than they got an info about Kaevir's whereabout. Apparently, he was part of a cult. A cult that was going to release a dragon who could grant everybody's wishes. A cult that was led by a wizard

it's been 12 years Since I entered college I've passed it now Living my life, not really tho I have a 8 to 7 job A stable income, like an old person They told me I haven't done enough  That I should've achieved something more Although I do wanna go back into college Study again, repeat it again Fix it, actually, if I can I'm planning my marriage now Trying my best to settle down But I cried when they told me this wasn't the time  I'm only 12 years into college and life is still so far away I should've just taken it slow I'm my man now, I can do what I want  And what I want is to give the best to people that I love See it's not easy to figure it out To be not being myself, doing what I don't want Doing it without purpose, without vision And without happiness, without enjoying what I do Doing it without the heart Doing it without the heart  People must be jealous if I do things that I like People would be jealous if I found happiness  Because I