scribblings of the narcolepsy
I write to express myself, not to impress you.
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Eighty Two / Love
It feels good to be in love.
Life's a lot better when you are being taken care of.
To know that you have someone waiting patiently for you at the other end every single day just to hear your mundane old stories bout how dull your day was.
Priceless.
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