i read a particular stranger's blog.
that nostalgic feeling is back again.

i miss the times we just sit and do nothing,
the times when we acted silly and just be ourselves.
we sing, we drink, we played
everything was bliss,
except the animosity.

the old times,
was it never meant to be?

i really dont know.
dont ask me why someone is calling me now.
i dont like to rekindle the feeling,
ever again.
DOORMAT, twice.

it sucks. just leave me with nothing and nothing.
ill be happy enough with a mirror, a paper clip and something not that sharp.

its good to get invited,
but it never was fun to face the problems,
meet the problems and do something about it.

just cherish the one you have now,
before its too late.

why are words of consolation so stereotypical.

donna's leaving tomorrow,
LETS GO TO THE AIRPORT :D