DISENCHANTED

I am not a cynic; for a cynic never sees the world. I am not the naive fool either; I’ve realised that the world isn’t rainbows and cupcakes. If you are on my side of the road, then you’d be aware of the existence of treacherous thoughts, desires and betrayal. If what i write is insignificant; as Haruki Murakami blatantly stated in Sputnik Sweetheart, remove everything pointless from an imperfect life, and even it would lose it’s imperfection. Are you still immersed in an amniotic fluid of incomprehesion? well, i am disenchanted.

wait a minute.

A minute? thats like a lifetime. Many things live and die in a minute. I don’t have a minute, I’m going to Paris now.

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DISENCHANTED

wait a minute.

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