My mind bends like a bow; my heart feels heavier and larger.
My body feels warm, my breath unsteady.
All the nice things taste placid…all placids taste right….
Its isn’t depressing, it doesn’t make me any happier either...
It just lingers on and on… unstoppable!
And that’s the worst part.
7 comments:
It's called adaptation...
no...it isnt abt adaptation!... u dont no wat m talkin abt!
is it called "absolute boredom'??? lol
"All the nice things taste placid…all placids taste right…"
beautiful.
almost feels like deja-vu
p.s:can i blogroll you?
@akash: sorry cannot agree...
@lilboxes: ofc u can...
hmmm....do i get like 4 choices...and a 50-50...and jaanta ka poll kind of options here???
@akash:i wud nt reply 2 dat... all m gonna say....is dat tho i produce adulterated, meaningless and highly objectionable content... i really love mah posts 2 much...
no playing games
no littering....
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