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Monday, 13 May 2013
04:54:54 PM (GMT)
I, that is me, and... yes  I, sometimes, ask myself that is the rubbish, i talk ,
really rubbish...?? I mean we all talk to each other with purposes, meanings...
always to get something. Sometimes to get into a fight, arguement, sometimes romance,
spreading love or..or  to show compassion or anything to communicate. But do these
words define us...?? yeah.. most of the time people are judged on that basis in a
society. They are also judged by what they do but that comes later. But i think when
we talk without an intent to express, without a purpose ... Our character is seen..
one which we ourself might not know about!! that happens when we are not trying to
make any sense, we are not trying to be reasonable, logical... when we are not trying
to just communicate ... Thats when we are an individual .
I'm not sure if someday i'll read it myself and say... " huh?!! what is this shit?? "
  lol -  But right now, i'm damn serious about it .
I should join an oldage home or somethin' .

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