I could fill a thousand pages, telling you how i felt, and you still would not understand. So now I leave, without a sound, except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground
some people don't understand the way i am, some are hurt by the way i talk, but what i can do if that's the real me, i am not perfect, but definitely not fake!
"Some times i send u sms of GoOd nIgHt at the end of the day.... It doesn't mean that i always remeber u or u are my last thinking of the day . But . It means.... . . . . K sms pkg ka last day hota hai aur sms boht zyada tadaad mein hoty hein isliye aap pe ahsaan kar leta hoon" Think Different
