My name is Kiran, I define nothing. not beauty, not patriotism, not love, not friendship, not youth. In the form of singularity and awkwardness.. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Love is natural and real. But, not for such as you and I, my love.
And I wouldn't raise my kid inside this city anyway, Where they grow up too savvy and grow up too fast. And they know about buying shit and know about sex. And they know about investment banking and also about brokerage firms. And they know about the numbers and they know about the words. And they know about the bottom line and also about stones. And they know about careers and about the real deals. And they all grow up and become people's people with people skills.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
If I kiss you where its sore, will you feel better?
This the strangest life I've ever known. The strangest city, with the strangest sort of people. I want to love them, because I know how much they want to be loved. I want to kiss them, just to make things a little easier.
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