A (not very) long time ago, in a desolate corner of earth, there lived ‘This’ & ‘That’. This was definitely vague and specifically haphazard but That was vaguely definite and haphazardly specific. This believed, That knew. If This did that, That did this. This’ thoughts flew here but That’s, there. In short, This and That were poles apart. And yet, they walked hand in hand, through dust and rain, because even though This loved that and That loved this..
This and That always loved each other.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Am really sorry that I am fifteen-n-a half hours late...
i read somewhere that in the cyberworld, time doesnt matter.... now dont go googling and wickiyng where i have read it..... so wat the hell.... happy birthday!!!!
your poles might be apart, but they sure hold the bridge tight, and hopefully people will cross it..... :)
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i read somewhere that in the cyberworld, time doesnt matter.... now dont go googling and wickiyng where i have read it..... so wat the hell.... happy birthday!!!!
your poles might be apart, but they sure hold the bridge tight, and hopefully people will cross it..... :)
i love you guys...... shamelessly.... muahhhh
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