It was a bad day, but not so bad that I'd imagine myself crying to sleep and then wake up and cry again.
If there's anything I've learnt, it's that bad has an extremely strong tendency to become worse. Any day.
Back to square one.
At times, I'm unable to tell the difference between people who love me and the ones who hate me.
I wish not everyone was out there to teach me a lesson.
I'm not an outlaw.
Ever feel so hurt you can't eat or drink? Not because of loss of appetite, but because there's a whole chock of something stuck in between your throat and your chest.
Sigh. Who am I talking to!?
Sheeshoun ka maseeha koi nahin, kya aas lagaye baithay ho...?
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