Everyday I woke up in the morning and tell God that fuck you. Fuck you for letting me see another day. If you are Ginni then do grand my wish, let me die at night in between deams so I can't see another sun of this stupid word. I didn’t want to see another day last night I don’t want it now. Fuck you god for making all decision for myself and let me think that I am making them. Whatever you are running, you think you run is not a good company that you called ‘world’; but its all total fraud. If life is a scam, you are scammer. Everyone is saying a thief is a good artist, and in here you are the greatest of all. You are what Vijay Malya & Nirav Modi for India. If you are not understanding it, this is sarcasm, purely sarcasm. I may have liked you or believed in you before but I was all wrong, & I am not anymore. So, fuck you god. I am not regretting telling you this.
Explaining my experience with the help of words and pictures. Travel | Photography | Events | Celebrations | Phycology | Human nature & behaviour | sports | Literature | Little things | Moments | Love | Festivals That was when I started it. Now, when I am having depression; writing anything that comes to my mind or everything that gives me anxiety or conversation to dear one or overthinking or might be serious life related question/conclusion.
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