There are days when you just feel like talking...saying the right words...but then there are also days when you dont have a listener.... I have somehow started smsing myself...

Its kind of strange, when you start speaking to yourself...somedays...when life suffocates you, you feel like taking a break, when theres a lump inside and you cant speak about it, when you are happy, when theres nothing, yet something to talk about...talk to yourself... it doesnt help...but it doesnt harm either...fast life, facades, faces, words, time...things are moving so fast, all I can hold on to is... Me... may be