Sunday, May 16, 2010


I want two pairs of nice sandals
I want clutchers
I want an ipod
I want somebody who is ok with my emotions and loves me madly
I want a gulab jaman
I want to run very fast on an empty wet road
I want to quit everything and lie in my bed forever
I want to runaway even if everyone thinks I am a coward

Saturday, May 1, 2010


We never get to share clean breaks.
One of us is left with more loss.

In the sun-michael stipe & chris martin