:)

Now I know what parents feel when they make a facking clown out of themselves to entertain their child throughout the day and just before going to bed the kid pwns them about something as small as one in a million.

Cheers.

To you people <3

Cough. Cold. Sleeplessness.

And in that. I thought about all my friends. I remembered everyone. It is possible that we are not able to talk as much as we used to. Or we couldn't start talking to each other inspite of hoping to do so. Or we couldn't get hold of each other. Or I was a disgrace. A wheathead Or some other facking bullshit. I still remember each one of you. I still find solace in the fact that I have been blessed enough to have you people around.

Thankyouverymuch.
For,
your time.
For,
the space.
For,
the love.
For,
the very sight
of your
concern.

<3