lone

today. quiet alone for sometime. as unusual. kinda scare. scar. yes scary scar. i do mean. feeling very thinking about those things that dellude me. so ran out. desperately distracting. so opening nothing. lonely hole. room. its so romantic. the room. perfect literature piece it is, for it creates intense emotions in me. scary solitude of free associations that had passed by long ago. its as if time has stopped at that point of time thats delusional. tried to sleep off badly listening songs.! happens does it?? no. sir. please. well. you say psychology is shit?! exam tomorrow. how psychological?! delusions. ah.. let them come. let them come. pains. trains and chains. sri sri. sri sri let you go! o poet i loved.! let you go. with those thak thak telugu poems. oh how sad.! may be nothing happened after it. its just a day that passed. or as i aware myself of its monce that passed. monce and months. monce. weeks. weex and cracks in the head. no thing nothing will move again.
todays achievement: started and completed Dostyovsky's. i even forget how to spell it. started reading The Dream of a Ridiculous Man. and completed. and sitting here out of.. i forgot that word.