Writing helps, talking helps too but at times talking seems a strain on the senses. Writing never feels so. I write a lot, but never post them on this blog coz there are too many familiar faces here. People who have become friends and people who can actually see through me. Sometimes I wish a stranger read it and understood me. Not care about me, but just understand what I mean. Maybe its time to delete this blog.
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