Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it.
Abinash sinha
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Friday, April 30, 2010
I watch how the moon sits in the sky. On a dark night shining with the light from the sun. The sun doesn't give light to the moon. Assuming the moon's going to owe it one. It makes me think of how you act to me. You do favors and then rapidly ,you just turn around and start asking me about things you want back from me.............
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Nothing serious
I love life...Yeah, I'm sad, but at the same time, I'm really happy that something could make me feel that sad. It's like...It makes me feel alive, you know. It makes me feel human. The only way I could feel this sad now is if I felt something really good before. So I have to take the bad with the good. So I guess what... I'm feeling is like a beautiful sadness.
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