vrushali

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I am running away
May be he had always been right. She did love torturing him, watching him bite his lip and not retort as she said the unkindest things she could think of. He never was unkind, come to think of it, only exceedingly careless with her feelings. Or may be she was confused again. She looked over her bag...
Posted on 16 August 2012 | 12:21 pm
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FREEDOM!
One never knows if one is about to do a smart thing or a stupid thing. Well, there is only one way for one to know, isn't there? I say goodbye to the current hellhole to join a new place. I have no idea where this will lead me. And I frankly don't much care. I've moved past the stage where I wanted...
Posted on 12 January 2012 | 5:45 pm
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Story of my life
- Bratty younger siblings are never the first to make up after a fight. Even when you can tell they're dying to talk to you. - 'Yeh kya jagah hai, doston?' and 'Aansoon bhari hain' are songs I steer clear of when I'm sad. - Also 'Whiskey Lullaby'. - I always tell myself I will never ever speak to th...
Posted on 13 March 2011 | 11:45 am
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