I took bus number 13

June 30, 2010 § Leave a comment

My thoughts tends to sound better in books I didn’t write and in songs I didn’t sing .

Even then,sometimes there is no piece of literature, no song, no work of art that can really explain how you feel. There is a double-edge comfort in knowing that no one really knows.

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