A year ago today
We were walking hand in hand.
We both were villains
We both were cruel
Yet i had a dream we were fine.
We werent crazy,
We were divine.
which one was it, hon?

I guess its been sung
That when a heart breaks it doesnt break even.
And when my episode comes,
There'd be no remedy for our memories.

I told'em when u find true love, it lives on
The kind of love that doesnt demand,
The kind of love that doesnt burn out,
Even without the glory of lust and heated makeout.
For it already sustains an infinite tenderness for a certain someone.

I guess i realized at that moment,
that i really did love u, huh?
Because there was nothing to gain,
and that didnt matter.

Yogyakarta August 27th 2017

Australia’s Counter-Terrorism: Strategic Alliances with United States and ASEAN Countries

Department of International Relations Universitas Gadjah Mada
Australian Foreign Policy 
Final Essay Raditya Putranti Darningtyas
            Issues of terrorism have regained its significance within international political and security discourse since the end of cold war era. September 11 has also refocused international security concern to terrorism as an imminent threat toward world stability. According to David Rapoport, the world has witnessed four waves of terrorism. The first began in 1880 and it was mostly carried out by anarchist activities in Russia and Europe when terrorist groups tried to assassinate politicians, monarchs and other prominent figures in hope of turning masses into revolutionaries. The second wave began in 1920 and continued until 1960s known for its string anticolonial movements by small states seeking to topple down their colonial rulers. This would mount with the emergence of indepe…


its your death anniversary today.
i miss you.
i really do.
I think i just need to get it out of my system this year.
I'll have the world know about that fight of yours
When i finally learn how to talk about you without having the urge to break.
When you no longer owe me a reason.

Save yourself

Truth is no one is gonna be able to save you. Especially not from yourself So seize control of yourself. You aren’t your thoughts or emotions. You are the consciousness that observes them.
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People often fear sadness and despair, They say bad feelings scare them. But I can assure you my friends, They couldn’t be more misleading.
Let me tell you, What’s scarier than extreme sadness , Or intense anger  or some reckless, deadly ecstasy.
It’s the numbness. The Inability to feel anything. No matter how hard you try to muster every sense in your brain, Every nerve in your chest, Yet you aint got no nothing.
Some realization has dawned on me, I’ve just found the hardest ‘would you rather’ question for myself Its when someone asks me “Would you rather suffer from extreme emotions forever? Or trapped in the inability to feel anything for the rest of your life?” Well, they both be scarring me to death, Coz they both equally pains me, Though they gnaw at me differently.

Balikpapan, 2.03 AM July 1st 2017

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And I guess I realized at that moment,
that I really did love her. 
Because there was nothing to gain, 
and that didn't matter. (Charlie, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, p.179)

Sex Wars: In Defense of Feminist Porn

International Relations Universitas Gadjah Mada
Gender and Politics
Final Essay Raditya Putranti Darningtyas

Reading into Andrea Dworkin’s array of works on radical feminism[1] reminds me of that time I was scolded by my mom for having sexual urges; as if I was to be blamed for the way my body works. As if it was unnatural for women to want to have sex. I was probably four when my mom first caught me rocking on my tricycle seat, back and forth, trying to generate more from the strange pleasure of rubbing my genital against something. She pulled me off my tricycle abruptly and proceeded to sit me in front of her. Here came her first reprimand on how what I was doing was absolutely disgusting, shameful, and most importantly worthy of sin from God. Without any coherence of reasoning, she simply stated that touching my vagina is unacceptable. The 4 year old me was understandably confused and …