govind v (4/4/2007 2:04:28 AM): One fine day, I find himself pushed into me. I din knoe I was him, I din care I was him, I... I..... I.. don knoe wat? why? hoe? wen? I dont knoe why I am sittin here? I dont know what all this means.
govind v (4/4/2007 2:04:56 AM): I dont know anything about any bullshit
govind v (4/4/2007 2:05:14 AM): but all I knoe is dat
govind v (4/4/2007 2:06:53 AM): all I knoe is dat, there are always words in your head that can be typed. all I knoe is dat there is nothing that stops me from being happy. All I knoe is dat, I dont give a damn abt anything that presents over me.
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