The entire globe is brimming with people who are busy in their own aberrant ways. Some take pleasure in being busy with their buddies, some are having a full plate with the studies (a minor lot though :p) while the others are just busy doing nothing.
Well talking about myself, i'm forthwith sorting out my so called "essence" or maybe just trying to do so. Trust me when i say this, everytime i respire, it feels like every single calorie left is draining out from my barren "bag of bones" at the speed of light (well maybe faster than that). I abhor this phoniness of mine. Those kind sweet words i say, those greetings i greet people with, those not required and double dealing smiles i keep on faking, they are all the earthly minded weapons of a girl who's not so earthly minded, a girl who's still jousting with the whyS, whatS, howS and what notS of this hellish hell.
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