There is this school of thought which propounds that everything is bright at the end .... that evry thing has a reason for it to be happening to someone, that everything turns out to be good in the end, the ends justify the means....so on and so forth.
But has it ever happened to you when you just want to throw it all away and run. Run just run, like a maniac, till the blood in my feet bursts out of the soles, till my head spins...
Thats exactly what i feel these days.
Days of college coming to an end....the 'independent' 'corporate' life waiting round the corner, the lonely days without her beside me, of not being able to smell that perfume, the freshness of her eyes, her countenance; another thousand tests to prove myself to another person, to show him that i am worth the money he is spending on me.
Ironic ?
Struggle called life ?
Hard work is the key ?
Fucking bullshit.
Thats life probably.
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