Monday, August 17, 2009
we never did stop pretending,
all those efforts that seemed unending.
but the truth freaking hurts,
i pity yourself sometimes.
i had foolishly spent 1825 days, 10950 minutes and 65700 seconds
relentlessly on what wasn't worth thinking.
but everything good has to come to an end,
& i guess this is it.
right here, right now.
happy coming 22nd August, stranger.
all those efforts that seemed unending.
but the truth freaking hurts,
i pity yourself sometimes.
i had foolishly spent 1825 days, 10950 minutes and 65700 seconds
relentlessly on what wasn't worth thinking.
but everything good has to come to an end,
& i guess this is it.
right here, right now.
happy coming 22nd August, stranger.
86th post,
the grand finale.
i had an actual reason to stop,
but bye dear readers,
i'm signing out for good!=)
chaos people=)
i shall cherish every single memoirs i kept sacred here.
i shall cherish every single memoirs i kept sacred here.
it does kill you to show respect, doesn't it?
what we could have been, 1:52 AM.
