Right now I sit by window and stare out for a clue, just to write something. Its all green over here , weeds all growing up to human heights sheltering god knows what species of bugs . It actually kind of reminds me of my college .
We are all a mix up of all kinds of species one can ever think of. and there we go again still thinking of crossing our hearts hoping to succeed. It feels equally impossible to get out of this place. I feel so addicted , and also nausea. Its also kind of creepy when you gotta think of all the people you are living with and still have the feeling that you still don't belong here.
All those stupid fairy tales just made me think about happy endings but sure Cinderella has no idea it does never exist . Thumbelina might have got sick of all those
stupid love songs already. no matter how high I wear myself and no matter how much you outrun the bully .... but you still have to pump out that kicks.
May be my hands are fast enough at catching up with the pace of my thoughts but still I have to cross over the bullet.. there is a lot more to life than just breaking your heads over the things that go over and above you.
there's life out of your big bubble.
There's just lot more to run and swim. but only if you wish to.
It will be a breaking through point for everyone...
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