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DAY TWO








19/06/24
18:23

Dear,
    It is day two of my ill-life and the only thing stopping me from going on is my parents. Damn the hell, but I effing love them so much. The Bangalore weather has been compromised and I wake up sweating, every morning. But I am counting the days till September so that I can go back home and chill for a week. 
Also, a new avatar has entered the life which stops me from having any kind of business in the entertainment area(Thank you, J). 
How I honestly want my college days to go on-I want to quit everything, every extra curriculars and want to study and learn well and just go back home after class. I'm writing this here because I don't have the guts to talk about this to people. 

Realizing that there is no single person in the entire world you can depend on hits hard. I'm aware of the fact that it is mildly selfish but those are my desires. If I can't be loved, then what can I be?

Also, my old buddy is not talking to me because they care a lot about what the people in our residential area thinks. Heck with it, I don't care. But it won't stop me from talking to them about this if they come to me. PROHIBITION NEVER STOOD A CHANCE AGAINST EXHIBITION. It's human nature to be free. And no matter what you can't keep a bad person good for a long time. 
Eventually everyone shows. 
                     
                                                                                                                   -A

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