Summer blues are more appropriate & acceptable, than mental illness…

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The broken toy of revolution…

A revolutionary is someone who religiously believes in non-existence of barriers. And I’m all but someone who is blind to the walls for all I do is paints dreams over the them, turning them into my canvas for imagination. 

Maybe I’m broken part of the revolution generation, maybe I’m the idea of what a flightless bird looks like for I sure would not fly even with the cage down. A revolutionary I shall never be, but I do know how to feel like one with my eyes closed. I can  paint myself into anything I want, a flygirl, a pirate, a war hero and even a renegade, an insurgent. 
So let the mind weep for the deadness of the brave rebellious soul; the heart shall live in stories, the fabrication of beautiful lies, that brings  a whole new world alive creating a sky and land that needs no more anarchy. 

Farewell to pretty little liars…my head is a scrambled egg, btw…

I remember,  when I saw last episode of Lost I wanted to throw my laptop out of the window. Then I saw Dexter’s last episode and I wanted to throw my laptop out of the window. And then the whole HIMYM’s Ted’s wife dying and him being with  Robin made me wonder, why I still haven’t thrown my laptop out of window.

But, today after finishing last episode of PLL I  wanted to throw myself out of the window, but I am very well aware of the fact that I’m not wolverine.

Oh well! farewell to the liars who were once friends…

P.S I hope stranger things doesn’t do this to my pretty little heart.😋