I get so insecure I can hardly function socially, and I enjoy solitude a little more than I should.
ॐ
Feeding this page just so I can backtrack bits and pieces of my life here every now and then.

30.6.13


isn’t it ironic
how we kill
flowers
because we
think that
they are
beautiful


but we 

kill ourselves
because we
think that we
are not

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