Saturday, January 7, 2012

finally

i have my cup of coffee.
and the man i hate is playing some good music.
and sitting next to him this morning, i was reminded of the time i loved him instead of hate.
so maybe he's still my friend in a way. the friend i love to hate.
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2 comments:

  1. jhusilikiraJanuary 7, 2012 at 9:24 AM

    chhya profoundness ko pani hudd. yeti early morning.

    ani katti saacho kura.

    also, i wish you had work every morning. malai po kya majja hunthyo ke.

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  2. dream walkerJanuary 7, 2012 at 4:39 PM

    every morning bhaye chiya ko sanga khane ni?

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