Monday, October 1, 2012

"I had no interests. I had no interest in anything. I had no idea how I was going to escape. At least the others had some taste for life. They seemed to understand something that I didn’t understand. Maybe I was lacking. It was possible. I often felt inferior. I just wanted to get away from them. But there was no place to go." 
Charles Bukowski 

Its almost come to an end,but to finally able to reach on that day,there are still so much to went through,so much to face,so much to swallow,so much to achieve.

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