You see, I am feeling quite sleepy. Yet I am unable to sleep. There are lots of images that flash across this windscreen. Mostly, it would consist of scampily clad women. Thats what worries me the most too.
Bring down the stars. I am a little gloomy here. Where is the supernatural ? the sex ? the hartal ? I cant even manage to get across 5 minutes without uttering 'Fuck!' as many times. I mean, who is happy ? I guess, I come here when I have nothing else to do and end up thinking the same thing over and over again. There is this constant fear of being judged. This weight is pretty hard. I can't just seem to escape.
Fuck