We all have some moments in our lives when we hate being in
this world…
we hate being the part of present…just because….we cannot dream
about it as future…and we cannot even joke about it…as if its past.
Sometimes I
wonder…there’s something about past…that I like…(I mean as the properties of
past (lolz) )… past means something that has already happened… something that
we can’t change…
Something that define us…
Its funny…talking about stuff that is quite obvious…but aren’t the best things of world…all obvious.
Its funny…talking about stuff that is quite obvious…but aren’t the best things of world…all obvious.
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