Yeah. . My diary is really small. M jus not satisfied yet. . Again. .
Phh. . 'Felici. .' . . Don remember the word. . The taurean blogger guy as i remember it. U know. . How its always nice to find a comment over the blog. And its even better to find another self acclaimed 'looser'. . U know how it feels a little right when everythin else is so darn wrong. Anyways. . After all the fights i've been through. . And that milk-shaked together feelin of humiliation, frustration n desperation. . I've no positive hopes, will or wishes or energy left to respond to the comment. . It doesnt even feel justifiable. . . . . With respect to piyush of course. . ; ;
while vicky bhaiya was talkin. . It meant so much for me. . May b cause i've always taken him as someone special. . May b special feelings jus never die. . They 've this magic in them that are meant to b kept alive.
But everything that i could make use of to save the magic of my love. . Has been taken away from me. I feel jus so hopeless as i AM so helpless :'( :'(
god please give some blessings to piyush. . Help him sort out everythin. . And gimme some sign please. . . . :'(