Sometimes I smile, sometimes I cry, sometimes shout with joy and sometimes sink in despair. But that's what makes me who I am. It never matters who am I or what am I doing, it's just the dreams that makes me live.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
I love my job and my life
What is life if I cannot live my own life? How people in the world continue destroying their own life or the sake of society and other bullshit ideas. Sometimes I find society so boring that I wish if I could live in the wilderness it would gift me with something that is not possible to get with the current restricted world. I knew I'm writing a bit crazy but still I don't wanna be in a race. Life in a society is nothing but a huge crowd which we can never able to get rid of. It's a restriction that can never be removed when already implemented.
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