MOOD 2


Everyday has it's own story,good or bad we just have to endure. Every story has it's end, so let our pasts end with the last page. When we love, hate, desire, regret it's all supposed to be that way at that time
Sometimes we just don't know what  to think   anymore. Our days pass by like the sands of the earth blown by the wind.  Sometimes we love but can't reach to the love because of reasons.
                     IT'S US.

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