Doing things when sane, when high, when stoned, being what I am in that moment, too spontaneous, making you so uncomfortable with my tongue, that I'm considered too bold for your taste. You love me. You would love to hate me.
I already said something. Again.
Oopsie.
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Psst: Don't you wish, you could be like that?
Be yourself that is, with unadulterated truth. Labels: Arrogance, Obsession, Poda Land, Pune, Sarcasm, Strangers, True Story, Vivian