8 Things I'll Never Say Out Loud

One

Colored glasses fascinates me beyond my control. I feel connected on how white light gets red while passing through a red glass. And how one struggles to fit in a territory. This reminds me of true love that we all are longing for.

Two

I believe being happy doesn't really require a reason, but you got to have a reason for being sad. If you are sad and don't have a reason to be, then that's when you start doing injustice to yourself.

Three

Nothing satisfies me in excess of a long discussion. I adore working out some time, to have a solid discourse with somebody or to just get up to speed with companions. It fulfills me. Like everything around is okay. Constrained discussions sucks so I don't put stock in talking for reasons unknown.

Four

This is the Messiah complex, which means at whatever point there is an issue around me I take it upon myself. Which is additionally to state that I am vulnerable and confused all things considered of the occasions powerless in light of the fact that I get myself excessively not well prepared to do the vital. What's more, confused in light of the fact that occasionally I battle with communicating things that I feel firmly about. Supporting for an occasion.

Five

My life is a sad satire catastrophe for me and parody for you. On the off chance that I begin presenting my every day ventures you won't probably control your giggling yet you likewise won't see how the weight of day by day decisions can throb the heart on melancholy days.

Six

The concept of loving only one person at a time bothers me. Love is a feeling, you can't control what you feel, because it comes from within. Our society has ruined the concept of love.

Seven

I'm abnormally captivated by odd numbers, even numbers are adorable however odd numbers are better for no obvious reason. 22, for example, is an inept number. Why? I don't have the foggiest idea, I don't care for it. I discover 11-number alluring.

Eight

Scents bring such a large number of recollections back. Keep in mind those hued erasers? No doubt, even now too they don't disillusion to expedite a grin my face. Ever smelled your new course books, or Arabian Jasmine (Mogra) or asafoetida (heeng)? No doubt, you getting my point now.

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