i used to pride myself for keeping my head straight on my shoulders. not anymore. if anything, i've realised i am a lot more messed up than i thought i was.
i'm still searching my past for the turning point in my life, but i doubt i'll find it.
i guess life is what i make of it, one choice at a time. and i have made many questionable choices so far.
just today morning, i realised i made one mistake too many.
i just hope life gives me a second chance...and people who can't forget what i did, will atleast forgive.
and i need to start thinking about consequences, and not just actions.
tipping the scales
i turned 36 a few days ago. it was about as low-key as turning 35 was last year: i went to work, got home, cut a cake. and just like last ye...
-
doing the same thing over and over again, no matter how well you do it, is bound to get boring eventually. the real fun is in doing things...
-
i turned 35 earlier this week. the celebration was a quiet, relaxed time with shruti at home - and for the first time in my life, i also wen... -
it was a summer weekend. i was walking around in belfast. it was pretty hot, so i had taken off my shirt and put it away in my bag. as i was...
1 comment:
fuck life.
Post a Comment