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“ This Too, Shall Pass ”
gas trick trickin'
Thursday, March 19, 2009 | 4:12 pm


aqil

like tides in the sky, i have dreams like them too. colourful, glorious, incredible India.
when i grow up, everyone wants to travel. everyone wants money, everyone wants good shoes. when i grow up, everyone wants to get married and listen to good music. when i grow up, everyone attends every reunions just to see what everyone else is doing well in. when i grow up, everyone wants to attend a TV show that never existed. when i grow up, everyone else looks thin. when i grow up, everyone else wants to be young. everyone wants to look back at their tracks and talk about their childhood crushes that never even existed too. but when i grow up, i wish to walk every pathways and roads in Sg before i head anywhere else. i know somehow, someday, i can talk about something. you will always..

i'm cool with people who smokes but it's uncool to smoke at the comfort of the home unless you know how to use the ashtray. so until you know what an ashtray means, you otta' filter my oxygen.