Life aint a bed 'o roses,but it aint a thorn bush neither
Life sure ain't sweet, but it ain't bitter either
There may be love, there may be lust
But sure as hell you will be dust
So live your life full while you must
For its not about what you lost but that you lost all and still trust.
About Me
- I.Q.bal
- i thot i was a happy go lucky sort of a person, it made me feel cool earlier, but now i realise thats not so, i find myself sensitive, lost, confused, like a torn cloth. sumtimes i wish i cud fly, be out there in the cool breeze and clouds ala superman, i think i am an emotional person, i wud cry like a baby watching a sad movie, but maintain a straight face when somebody dies without shedding a single tear....as i said, i am a shredded cloth, waiting for pattches in life to stitch me up.
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