I've always thought of myself as the only one suffering but after I started blogging, I got to know that there are people like me...Aritry, one of the best person I've met...wateva she writes sounds too good...makes me cry at times...sounds like I'm reading my life's history...than Debayudh Da...he's like my twin soul...so many similarities...I can be like an open book infront of him...He's my fav. poet...his works are so professional...great indeed...Anmol...he's like the real punk rocker...kind of the real deal...so ppl like these makes my life worth living...it's so good to talk to em'...I kind of feel lucky when I think of life this way...I f I haven't gone through all this than I wouldn't have found all these awesome people...I miss my sis still...no one can take her place...but ya, my best friends place is always vacant...so debayudh da is already like my big bro...as I always wanted one...Aritry is like an Angel...Anmol's the fun type...Seriously, these ppl r awesome...*tears*...
Evita
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*"Don't cry for me Argentina*
*The truth is I never left you*
*All through my wild days*
*My mad existence*
*I kept my promise*
*Don't keep your distance"*
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Mom and Me
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*When I first stepped out of home to go to school, I waved back at her. I
did not know where we were going. Daddy was taking me somewhere. I had...
One Foot in the Grave.
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The worst part about growing up isn't the expiry of your ticket to get away
from responsibilities,crisis and blunders. Nor is it the bed time stories
read ...
Cadaver of Truth
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You think I am wasted. He thinks I’m wasted. She thinks I’m wasted.
Even my cheap 2 bucks worthy cigarettes think I’m wasted.
Well, I am not w...