Somewhere towards End
It's been while since I had posted something. The reason for which is partly unknown and mostly because of the laziness that defines me.There are a lot of people who really cares about me and a lot more idiots who can give the impression of caring .words can be hurting even when the latter people says it I don't know how, but somehow I am better at finding those idiots. To create the cliche of traditional literature let me say the same in a classical monotonous way. "I have always thought that there are three kinds of people, the people who cares about you, the people who doesn't and finally the third kind, the ones who can make the impression that they cares for you without actually giving a shit about you. Then I met an another kind, the people whom you can't tell which group they actually fits into. Today I would like to write about one such friend. I don't even know what kind of friendship I have with her. When I point out my arguments one by on