15 days to my adulthood.
i feel older now, even before the clock strikes 12mid in the night of 27th april.
and i am still a screwed up person. You must be wondering why, it's just that nothing ever goes the correct manner in my life, bound to complicate everything in hand.
HAH.. Or rather i am better off living without the existence of simplicity. Perhaps simplicity has become a luxury that I couldn’t afford so I’ll live my life with an aim to impediment.
