Hey there wonderful people!First I'd like to say this is my first attempt at story-writing here. So help in the form of reviews and feedbacks are always appreciated. Any form of compliments will be cherished like retards cherishing wild cats to pet. And constructive criticism is my drug! (as if!)
I would not like to call this piece entirely a work of fiction; because more often than not the incidences are derived from actual life encounters. (No, you don't need to know whose life, that is). Thereby some parts of the story would seem very real while most of the times it might be ridiculously fantastical. And by no means am I allowing anyone to... *clears throat*... anyone to reproduce, republish or like heck copy paste this s**t anywhere else but while manisfested as 'quotations' while reviewing. And somehow reading that last sentence makes me laugh lol.
So there it is. A story stuck in my head that I want to puke out. Doesn't really matter to me if it does not make sense at times. Because life itself, as I know it, doesn't really makes much sense now; or does it?
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