My grandmother always had this dream to be a writer and I am living that dream for her.
I walk out in the cold night
Thinking
Wondering
I look up at the shining stars
Are those homes
Are they souls
Or are they the memory of our ancestors longing to live once again.
You must know better than me, my past, i know i belong to those ideals of granny and you too liking those. I remembered me calling in the old style, engi. Yes its my dream to change few things, right back in 1995s, the lines in preamble, reserved quota, qualification, I dont like the current system going on, I need to be with you, where she steps down, as a star in sky, and a beautiful angel, who is ready to give her love. I need to live dream of grand mother, by being with you near from you, seeing whether his roads are yet ready.
I had dream of you writing as a writer, I like to but not with addiction to it, it should be just sometime when you just need to refresh yourself.
No issues, thank you for accepting my tastes, and angry harsh words, then you wont hurt me. Otherwi.. read moreNo issues, thank you for accepting my tastes, and angry harsh words, then you wont hurt me. Otherwise, me calling, ammmaaaaeee.
7 Years Ago
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"if i dont say anything. otherwise you will be calling, Appppaaaaa".
cliche is like learning, but reality would be harsh, thats why changing some, but real one comes, wh.. read morecliche is like learning, but reality would be harsh, thats why changing some, but real one comes, when
you show your real, and talk to me as you were used to first time with me(2012).