"In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently i admire and love you."

Im used to it..

No one is used to pain, no one can ever be, stfu

Unexplained

Aaaand sometimes you gotta get a life..

She is a motherfucker

yeah.

My conditioner smells almond..

.. Almonds, yeah riiight. Almonds are hawwwt. When the glooom is shed. I remember that heavy downpour. Febuary. I remember the thunder. I remember getting wet. I remember the hot shower afterwards.Infact, i dont remember any of it. I only remember that i asked god for a favour. Rejected favour ? cant be so sure. But i know that i dont remember the hot shower after ice cold rain, i dont remember subtle changes in temperature, how i felt torn afterwards. I do remember being really self fish. unheard of Deffered Gratifications.

Rats

My surroundings have been drained of colour. Rats. I dont want to eat the much fought over biryani. Even the much awaited downpour instills despondency. I fail to understand this gloom. Love? hate? insecurity?