Freedom was a bus ride. An auto-ride. Messy hair. My camera, a cigarette and a new road.
Love was a metro ride, Toni Morrison and impulsive food.
Ok. This sounds pretentious.
But nonetheless, two important lessons learnt while in College.
Also rolling joints.
Labels: nostalgia
6 Comments:
chobi so niice.
thoughts too.
Not pretentious.
bulbul. I just felt like saying that.
good pic
beelkool boolbool.
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