You are lucky if you meet that one friend who would be there, standing right there, by your side, sharing every moment with you – may it be splendid or shameful.
Luckier me! I didn’t find one, I got five! Cheers to us all, and to our six (and still counting) years of friendship!
I pathetically fell in love with written words - for the most part that they leave irremovable smudges. My writing is like fumbling about the fridge in the middle of the night not knowing what to get, yet feeling the need to, and ending up so satiated. Sometimes, I search for a paper and a pen, devoid of anything to write about. But I'm happy I respond to the craving every time for no matter how long it takes, there will always be words and hordes of words to write - whether worthwhile or nonsensical. PATHETICALLY.
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