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dreams, dreams and many more of them. it all seems to be real at one point of time. kind of the too good to be true the real thingy. it sucks totally. it felt so real.

it feels it was just yesterday when i first know you. i know that i should not be thinking about this now. but truly the past always seems to catch up somehow rather than the future or the present. i thought i'll never think about this anymore. i guess a part of me is still with you.

i guess this is what they call happiness in misery. ignorance is bliss. ignorance is your new best friend. i truly wish for this to stop.






a heart made out of stone. numbness.