Between Us.

the ruins of some half hearted efforts at displaying love stay on to show me that there isn't much that I should look for anyway.Not love,not friendship.I sometimes doubt whether it still exists,friendship.

with us, it works sorta differently.We believe in sorting things out without much explaination.we'd rather hurt than sit and discuss.and probably we're not too wrong.but our idea of fun has to get back to us sometime.We're not really the strongest group of people you'd meet,neither physically nor mentally.we believe in suffering tons before actually taking a step which will provide for some good memories*and fun*.We're fucked up, no doubt.But then who isn't.We like our conversations loud and grey,with severe doses of mood swings.And for those who don't take us seriously read post script.

P.S:: And we might land up at stephens or hauz khas anytime soon with pressure cookers as weapons*it hurts*