I saw someone using "happy feet" 's wall paper and it reminded me of the long list of movies which we caught these 2 years.

When I reached home last night, I realised upon some self-reflection that I have no right to be angry with him and he has no obligations to pamper me. Period.

It seemed like everything is so different last night as compared to the last shopping trip with him.

Maybe I ain't prepared to let go at all, maybe I am not dependent enough, maybe the inner self in me still hopes that he will be there for me. But, maybe I have my reasons too.

Shayna sang @ 4:39 PM

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